Ivy’s POV I had no clue where I was headed. I just needed to leave. But as I ran down the hall, I ran right into Zane and Liam. Zane grabbed my arm before I could pass him. “Yo—what the hell?” Liam stepped between us, eyes darting around. “Ivy? What happened?” I wiped at my face, but it was useless. The tears kept coming, my hands were shaky. I knew I looked like a mess. Zane’s face changed instantly. “Who did this?” “Can I go?” I said, voice all shaky. “Please.” Diane and Nola caught up right after. Nola looked pissed. “She’s here,” Diane said, breathing hard. “Ivy—” “What happened?” Liam asked again, now directing the question to the newcomers. Zane looked worried. “Did someone say something to you?” Before I could answer, we heard shouting back inside the gym. Gary’s voice. “You don’t say that to someone who just lost everything!” Liam’s face changed instantly. He didn’t ask for details. He just turned and started walking fast toward the gym. His s
Ivy’s POV As soon as we stepped out of the room, the gym bell rang. I jumped a little. Liam didn’t even flinch. He looked down at me. “You heading there now?” I nodded. “Yeah.” He nodded, then turned and left down the hall. I kept quiet and just walked toward the lockers. I changed into my gym clothes real quick. Gray shirt, black short. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking, but I didn’t stop walking. I found them right away. Diane, Nola, and Gary by the balls. My chest loosened a bit. Thank God. I felt a tiny bit better seeing them. I walked straight to them. “There you are,” Diane said, pulling me closer. “Where the hell have you been?” “We’ve been looking,” Nola added. “Thought you ran off or something.” Gary smiled and gave a small wave. “Hey cutiepie,” he said kissing ne on the forehead before heading off to join his friends near the hoops. Diane turned to me again. “Seriously, Ivy. Where were you during lunch?” I looked down at my shoes. “Liam took me to the A-listers’
Ivy’s POVLiam walked in.The door shut with a loud sound that made me flinch a little. He looked around… then his eyes met mine.Claire stepped back a little like she was giving him room to explode. “Well, well,” she said. “Look at her getting comfortable.”I blinked.She crossed her arms, smug smile creeping in. “Oh, so we're hust sitting anywhere now?"I looked around, not sure what everyone was staring at. Then I looked down. My face went red immediately.I wasn’t on the couch anymore.I was in that chair.The one Liam always sat in.The big one with the wooden arms and deep back.I remembered Zane telling me about the chair. No one else touched it. Ever. Except Liam.I felt like the ground could just open and swallow me whole. Of all the places I could’ve ended up... why that one? I wasn’t even supposed to be asleep. I just sat down for a second.I felt sick.I shot to my feet so fast the armrest scraped my leg. “I—I didn’t mean to sit there. I was sleeping. I didn’t know.”Cla
Ivy’s POV Claire found me the next morning. I’d just gotten past the gate when she popped out from behind a pillar. Her hair was done like always. Lip gloss shiny. “Hey, Ivy,” she said, smiling too much. “Can we talk?” I didn’t even get a word out before she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side of the building where it was colder. Her smile dropped. “Look,” she said. “I don’t know what sob story you’re running with, but don’t get too comfortable.” I blinked. My heart thudded. “Guess being the tragic girl means you can sit with whoever you want, huh?” she said with a mocking smile. “You don’t belong in that room. It’s for us. The A-listers. Not some girl with a sad background.” I made myself look at her. The therapist lady said to practice holding eye contact, so I did. Even though I was scared. Even though my hands were shaking. I forced out a few words. “I never asked for any of this. They’re the ones who keep showing up.” My voice came out small. It cracked a little.
Zane’POV The second I stepped into that room and saw Ivy sitting there with Liam, I stopped. What the hell? Is that Ivy? With Liam? In our room? Nah. I froze. They were on the couch, both holding controllers. Ivy was laughing, like she was actually laughing. And Liam? He looked… different. Like that version of him only Ivy ever seemed to pull out. The one I didn’t recognize. It threw me off. Not because she was there, we’d let a few people in sometimes, but because Liam knew how I felt about Ivy. I told him. Told him straight up weeks ago I liked her. Ivy. That I was gonna try, just needed time. He’d nodded like he got it. Didn’t say much. He never does. Typical Liam. But I trusted him. So why’s he sitting there like that? Why’s she smiling like that? He never even smiles like that. My chest was tight. Not mad, just… weird. I didn’t expect that. Didn’t expect them. God. My jaw clenched. My fingers curled without meaning to. I was this close t
“What the actual fuck is this?” The room went quiet. Liam straightened immediately. His arm moved in front of me instinctively. Like a barrier. Claire didn’t blink. She stepped closer. “Wait, you’re serious?You brought her here? You’re seriously sitting here playing video games with her?” Everyone stopped. Zane. Colt. Jayden. None of them said anything. She turned to me. “You think just because you smile like a lost puppy and act soft, you can worm your way into anything you want?” I didn’t say a word. Just held onto the controller. Claire took another step, like she meant to start something. That’s when Liam stood up. He slammed the controller onto the table. It bounced. “Don’t.” One word. It made everyone jump. Claire stood still. He didn’t yell. He didn’t need to. He just stayed there, blocking her. Jaw tight. Eyes hard. “You wanna scream? Fine,” he said, staring her down. “But you don’t come at her. Ever. I don’t care what your problem is.” Claire laughed. It was a