Juniper
Lunch had begun and I was dressed back in my uniforms as I walked into the cafeteria hoping to run into Jasmine. I immediately spotted her standing by the doors as I walked towards her with a smile on my face. “Hey” I greeted “Where have you been?” She asked sounding slightly nervous. “Sorry I had to change out my gym clothes” I answered as her eyes drifted down to my uniforms which seemed to relax her. “Oh okay, c’mon let’s go eat” she said as she dragged me towards the lunch line. The cafeteria was open and really nice, students ate and mingled with their friends. I noticed a particular table in the middle that was really large and I wondered why it was built differently from others. Jasmine and I picked our food and made a way to one of the tables but my eyes wouldn’t stop drifting to the really large table that sat in the middle of the cafeteria. “So how was gym class?” Jasmine asked as she took her seat taking a bite out of her sandwich. “It was interesting” I said not really wanting to talk about my interactions with the Daleton boys. If she knew that I spoke to them she’ll freak out and probably be disappointed about me breaking my promise to her. Almost immediately the atmosphere became really charged up with murmurs and star struck whispers. “They’re here” jasmine said turning her attention to the double doors. “Who’s here?” “The Daleton boys” she said with a slight shiver making me turn my attention to the doors to find them all standing together with blank expressions on their faces. My eyes met with grayson’s and he gave a raised eyebrow to that causing me to immediately look away. They all made their way to the large table which sat in the middle of the cafeteria seeming to walk in sync and I realized that that was their table. No one else sat there apart from them and probably a few of their friends from their clique. Archer looked like he was searching for someone because his eyes kept on roaming around the cafeteria. When his eyes met mine I gave a small smile as I watched the corner of his lips lift up. Some students noticed this and started murmuring wondering about why he was smiling at me. Thankfully Jasmine was still focused on her phone and hadn’t noticed what was happening if not she’d start to freak out. Their table started to fill up as most of their friends joined in to sit with them. I kept on feeling the stares of someone and I turned to look and notice that it was Grayson. I held his stare even giving him a little smile annoyed at his weird way of noticing me which shook him off a bit. Guess I’m not the only one intrigued. I looked over at Archer as he waved for me to come over to his table. I immediately shook my head refusing his offer turning my attention to Jasmine who was thankfully still on her phone and hadn’t noticed anything yet. I’d really hate to freak her out with this, she’s my only friend here. It’d hurt to lose her company. His friends all wondered who he wouldn’t stop waving over and their eyes suddenly found me and immediately the attention was on me making me break out in cold sweats. I looked over at archer who didn’t seem like he was giving up on getting me to sit with them, his eyes suddenly turned mischievous and a sly smirk grew on the sides of his lips. He had a look that seemed like he was going to do something really crazy.Juniper The hallway was nearly empty, the echo of slamming lockers and rushed footsteps fading as most students headed home. My own locker door creaked as I shoved my books inside, hands trembling too much to fit them neatly. My chest still felt raw, like my heart had been scraped open, and no amount of Jasmine’s soft words seemed to ease the sting. “Juni…” Jasmine said gently, her hand brushing my shoulder. “Grayson’s just… angry. He’ll come around, you know that.” I shook my head, biting my lip until it hurt. “You didn’t see his face, Jas. He looked at me like I betrayed him. Like I wasn’t—” My voice cracked, and I slammed my locker shut before I could completely fall apart. “Like I wasn’t his anymore.” Before Jasmine could respond, a sharp, cruel laugh cut through the hall. “Well, well,” Ciara’s voice drawled, every syllable dripping with venom. “Look who’s been knocked off her pedestal.” I froze, my spine stiffening as she sauntered up, arms folded, her perfect hair swaying
Grayson The water was the only thing that made sense right now. Stroke after stroke, I cut through it like I could outswim the image of Juniper with Archer’s mouth on hers. But no matter how deep I dove, no matter how long I held my breath until my lungs burned, it was still there— branded in my skull, taunting me. Her lips. His hands. Her silence. I slammed into the pool wall harder than I meant to, the sting shooting up my arm, but I welcomed the pain. It kept me from drowning in the storm inside my head. “Jesus, Gray,” Ivan’s voice echoed across the empty pool hall. “Trying to kill yourself or what?” I ignored him, pushing off again, my body cutting through the water in another furious lap. The chlorine stung my eyes, but I didn’t care. By the time I finally surfaced, Ivan was crouched at the edge of the pool, his elbows on his knees, watching me with that calm, steady look he always had. The look that made you feel like he saw too much. “You’re gonna tear yourself apart
Grayson The lounge was quieter than usual, a low hum of voices blending with the faint crackle of the fireplace. I was halfway through answering a text from my father when her perfume hit me — sharp, sweet, and suffocating. “Gray.” My jaw tightened before I even looked up. Ciara. She stood there like she owned the place, hair perfect, lips painted that same shade of red she used to wear when she wanted me distracted. I hadn’t seen her in weeks, not since I caught her tangled up with some other guy in the back of her car. “What do you want?” I asked flatly, already irritated. She tilted her head, fake innocence dripping off her voice. “Just checking in. You’ve been… busy. With her.” Juniper. She didn’t even have to say her name. The venom in her tone was enough. I slipped my phone into my pocket and stood, towering over her. “If you came here to run your mouth, don’t. I don’t have the patience.” But Ciara only smirked, stepping closer. “Funny, you look like a man who’s about t
Juniper I slid into my seat in Literature, still trying to shake off the way Grayson had kissed me in the hallway like he was drowning. My lips still tingled, my chest still tight. I told myself to focus, to bury myself in the lesson. But fate, of course, had other plans. Because Archer sat two rows over — and right beside him, his twin sister Sophia. Sophia was effortlessly beautiful in that Daleton kind of way: sleek dark hair, piercing eyes, and a smirk that could slice through anyone. She was Archer in feminine form, which made her twice as dangerous. The moment I caught her glancing between me and her brother, my stomach sank. “Juniper,” Sophia sing-songed across the table once the teacher stepped out for a moment. “Tell me the truth. Are you and my dear brother secretly dating?” My pen froze mid-word. Heat rushed to my face as the class perked up, some heads turning. “What? No! Of course not,” I blurted, too quickly. Archer leaned back in his chair, that lazy grin stretch
Juniper The library smelled of old paper and lemon polish, quiet except for the scratch of pens and the occasional shuffle of pages. Midterms had everyone buried in books, myself included. But no matter how hard I stared at the notes in front of me, the words blurred together. Because my mind wasn’t on history dates or formulas. It was on Archer. And Grayson. “Earth to Juniper,” Jasmine whispered, snapping her fingers in front of my face. Her braids swung as she tilted her head, giving me that look — the one that said she wasn’t fooled. “You’re not even here right now. Spill.” I groaned softly, dropping my pen. “I can’t, Jas. It’s… complicated.” Her brows lifted. “Complicated as in you’re caught between the two hottest Daleton boys and don’t know which one to choose? Yeah, sounds real complicated.” I shot her a look, but my cheeks burned anyway. “It’s not like that.” “Juniper,” she said firmly, leaning in. “They’re both circling you like wolves. Grayson with his dark, broodin
Grayson The lounge was our spot. Leather couches, the faint hum of music from Ivan’s phone, and the lazy sprawl of bodies after practice. It was where we could be loud, stupid, and just… us. But not tonight. Not for me. Because every time I leaned back, closed my eyes, tried to unwind, her face was there. Juniper. Her soft voice at lunch, her trembling hand in mine, the way Archer couldn’t stop looking at her. “Man, you’re wound tight as hell,” Ivan said, tossing a football up in the air. “You’re gonna give yourself a heart attack before senior year’s even over.” I grunted, not in the mood. Archer smirked from his corner, stretched out like he owned the place. “Maybe he’s wound tight because of Juju.” My eyes snapped open. “What did you just call her?” He tilted his head, grin widening. “Juju. What? I’ve called her that since forever. She doesn’t mind.” My jaw clenched. “Her name’s Juniper.” “Yeah, your Juniper,” Archer said, sitting forward now, his tone dipping sharp. “But