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DANTE'S ARRIVAL
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THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET GOSSIP AND ISOLATION
Ellie’s POVIt started small like everything awful doesa whisper in the hallwaya laugh that lasted half a second too longsomeone pretending not to look while absolutely lookingBy second period it had mutatedby lunch it had grown teethApparently Carter and I had a moment in the libraryor so the universe decideda rumor that somehow turned into three versions before the day was even half overIn one version he kissed meIn another I kissed himand the third—my personal favorite—involved a love confession written on the back of my notebook which he supposedly read aloud in dramatic fashionOscar-worthy nonsenseBy the time I reached my locker, I could feel it—the air heavier than usual, like gossip had actual weightA pair of girls leaned near the drinking fountainnot even trying to be discreet“She literally fell on him,” one said,and the other giggled,“Sure, accidentally.”I slammed my locker harder than necessaryBooks rattled. So did my patience.---I told myself to ignore
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY
Ellie’s POVThe universe has a terrible sense of humorbecause the one day I actually consider skipping classMrs. Kent decides to announce a group projectAnd not just any group project—a graded onea long oneworth half the semester’s sanity“Pairs will be assigned,” she says with the kind of joy people usually reserve for revengeand that’s when I know I’m doomedThe room fills with whisperspeople sliding desks closer to their friendsI pray for Bethanyfor literally anyonebut noMrs. Kent clears her throat like she’s about to ruin a life“Ellie... and Carter.”My stomach dropsThe whole class hums like it’s been waiting for this plot twistCarter glances at me, smirkinga predator amused by fate’s generosityI sink lower in my seat“I think the system’s broken,” I mutterbut Mrs. Kent’s already moved onSo that’s thatme and Cartertrapped together in the academic version of hell---After class, I gather my things slow, hoping he’ll leave firsthe doesn’the lingers by the doo
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET THE CONFRONTATION
Ellie’s POVBy the time second period rolls around, my brain feels like someone left it on low batteryand my patience is at one percentMrs. Calloway’s voice hums in the background like a broken fanCarter’s sitting two rows over, pretending to read, but mostly just waiting for his next performanceBecause that’s what he does best—make a sceneand I, unfortunately, am his favorite stageI tell myself to focusto keep my head down, to just survive the day without being publicly humiliated for breathing wrongbut when the teacher asks for volunteers to read, I already know my luck’s expired“Ellie,” Mrs. Calloway says, like she’s tossing me into a pit for entertainment“Why don’t you take the next paragraph?”Of courseI open my mouth to start readingbut before I even finish the first line, Carter’s voice cuts inmocking, lazy, too loud“Could you speak up? We can’t all hear your mumbling.”Laughter ripples through the roomthin and sharpI freeze for half a second too long, and that’
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET DANTE'S ARRIVAL
Ellie’s POVThe morning starts out suspiciously normaltoo normalwhich in my experience means disaster is lurking somewhere behind the vending machineThe halls smell like cheap deodorant and burnt coffeestudents shuffle past half-asleep, phones glued to facesand for once, Carter isn’t in sightno smirks, no whispers, no reason to keep my shoulders tensed like a bowstringI should’ve known peace this early in the day was an illusionIt happens during third periodHistory, of coursebecause boredom attracts chaos like moths to a flameThe classroom door creaks open mid-lectureand just like that, silence floods inThe kind that only happens when someone new walks into a place where everyone already knows each other’s dramaHe’s tallnot Carter-tall, but enough that the teacher looks up like she’s not sure if she’s supposed to scold or salute himDark hair, messy but on purposeshirt rolled at the sleevestie hanging like it gave up halfway through the morningDante LeMondethe trans
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET STRATEGIC RETREAT
Ellie’s POV******The cafeteria smells like grease and fearor maybe that’s just me projecting againeither way it’s too bright, too loud, too full of eyes pretending not to lookI keep my head downpretend my tray is fascinatingthe mashed potatoes have formed a shape like a frown and honestly I get itBethany sits across from me picking at her fries like they’ve personally offended her“You can’t just keep hiding,” she says finallyher voice is low, tired, like she’s already lost this argument before starting it“I’m not hiding,” I mumblewhich is a lie so bad it deserves a standing ovation“I’m just… adjusting my routes”She lifts a brow“Adjusting your routes? Ellie, you’ve been taking the long way to class like you’re avoiding landmines.”I stab a piece of chicken with my fork, watching the gravy bleed out“Landmines would be easier. At least they don’t smirk at you afterward.”The table goes quiet except for the sound of someone laughing three rows downCarter’s laughsharp, cl
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET THE CRUEL CLICK
Chapter 9Ellie's pov ************ I got home tired and my mom ignored my greetings as always. At this point I pretended not to care anymore because why not, dad was always away and I'm good as dead to mum. Seriously I think life sucks. Bethany complains about her siblings taking her mango puree and fighting for the remote and I cannot relate because news flash : I'm an only child. Anyways I go up to my room to rest before dinner and I pickup my phone because what else is more peaceful than phone in bed time. As I scroll through I*******m I see a pat from an anonymous account named "Ellie's worst enemy" and the post was "Ellie's a bed wetter, click for details" I threw my phone across the room in rage. WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT ?!!!!!! Like WHYYYYYYY??? hell I started potty training at one. Like what the actual hell?? I took my laptop and FaceTimed Bethany "hey girl wassup" "I'm fine as a horse" I muttered "you don't sound fine though" "I SAID I'M FINE" I screamed at her "now I know
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET FEAR WEARS MY NAME
Ellie's pov-------School had closed a few minutes ago, Bethany had literally ran home to prevent her siblings from eating her mango sorbet — seriously you could kidnap her just with the promise of a mango. Anyways I was part of the few students still packing up, I was almost happy that today's m
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET THE FLOOR KNOWS MY NAME
Ellie’s POVIt was a few minutes past eleven. Ten minutes between second and third period—time I’d meant to use like a manage: eat, pee, read. I opened my locker lifelessly, grabbed the textbook I needed, and told myself not to look like a heavily caffeinated Maine coon. Bethany hadn’t been at our
THE GOLDEN BOY'S TARGET NOT THIS TIME
Ellie’s POVI couldn’t breathe. The world had shrunk to this cramped bathroom. The cold tile pressed against my palms as I leaned over the sink. My reflection looked back at me, wide-eyed and panicked, like a stranger wearing my face. Every part of me ached with humiliation. My hair stuck to my dam
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