Juniper
My eyes went to Grayson and his face was in a deep frown not liking the scene Archer was currently causing with me. In some seconds Archer was leaving his table and walking towards me with that mischievous look on his face as I widened my eyes in horror and before I knew it he was standing right in front of me with a coy smile on his face. The whole cafeteria suddenly went dead silent as everyone watched me and Archer intently. “Hi Juniper ” Jasmine’s head immediately shot up from her phone to see who just talked and her eyes widened in surprise horror finding Archer Graham at our table. “Hi Archer.” I said nervously. The entire cafeteria remained quiet as they watched my interaction with Archer which just made me fret more. I was getting attention and it wasn’t the good kind. “So juju, will you sit me for lunch? There’s plenty of space” he offered. “I’m okay here Archer” I politely refused but I could tell he wasn’t giving up that easily. “Your friend can come too. Hi by the way” he said suddenly turning to greet a stunned looking Jasmine who was too frozen to say anything back. I took in a deep breath “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to be a bother to your friends” “I told you not to mind them, you’re my friend. C’mon” he said picking up my tray of food as I grabbed Jasmine’s hand taking her with me as we followed Archer to his table. Everyone was still watching us with surprise looks on their faces the cafeteria still so quiet. Ivan seemed to notice my slight discomfort at that so he yelled loudly . “There’s nothing to see here dorks! Move on with your lives. Shows over!” And with that everyone turned their attention back to what it was they were doing the air filled with electric chatters as I hopefully thought no one talked about what just happened. “Thanks bro” Archer said sounding really grateful to his friends intervention. We finally sat down with me sitting right next to Archer. I could feel the curious glances from everyone seated at the table and I just shyly played with my hands. “Guys, this is my friend Juniper, Juju for short and she’s new in Daleton prep so you better treat her with respect or I’ll fucking stab your asses” He said firmly with a twinge of excitement and darkness sounding in his voice. I think his friends all took his threats seriously nodding their heads and welcoming me nicely which just amused Ivan a lot. “Oh and what’s your friends name?” He asked taking my attention from Grayson who just sat so casually as he scrolled through his phone looking like he just stepped out of a magazine no longer seeming phased by what was currently happening. “Jasmine” I answered “Okay and also be nice to Jasmine too” he added firmly. “We get it bro!” Ivan shouted back playfully making Archer laugh at his friend’s attitude. Eating lunch at their table was pretty fun which was unexpected because I was expecting them to be all stuck up and posh. Ivan and Archer wouldn’t stop bickering and it was fun to watch Ivan mess around with his friends. Grayson just sat quiet all through not saying anything or bothering to make conversations with anyone but i caught him steal subtle glances at me. It’s like he wants to know me but doesn’t know how to talk to me and I’m too scared of him to even bother making the first move.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