Mag-log inWhen sixteen-year-old Ruby Cole’s life gets uprooted from her sunny hometown to the loud streets of New York City, she expects the worst. New school, new rules, new people—total disaster. But she didn’t expect him. Kai Kingston. Her next-door neighbor. The loud, ridiculously handsome, rich boy who throws parties that last until 3 a.m. The boy every girl wants… …except Ruby. Because Kai is rude. Arrogant. Annoying. A certified heartbreaker. And after she accidentally embarrasses him on her first day of school, he decides to make her life miserable. But the more they clash, the more Ruby realizes that Kai’s smirk hides loneliness… And the more Kai pushes her away, the more he finds himself drawn to the one girl who refuses to worship him. Enter: A charming boy at school who actually treats Ruby right. A jealous Kai who hates how much he cares. Secrets, late-night rooftop confessions, family drama, heartbreak, and a love that neither of them expected. Because sometimes the boy she swore she hate… …is the one her heart can’t let go of. Welcome to the loudest, sweetest, most confusing year of Ruby’s life. Read to find out what happens
view moreKai turns the volume up.It’s instinct—muscle memory from years of being watched, admired, followed. If something slips from his grip, he tightens the show. Makes it brighter. Louder. Impossible to ignore.His laugh carries down the hallway before he does.He shows up late to first period, door swinging open like an entrance cue. Someone snickers. Someone else straightens. A few heads turn automatically, trained to react.Kai grins, unapologetic, flashing that effortless charm that used to bend rooms around him.“Sorry,” he says lightly, not sorry at all. “Traffic.”There’s no traffic on campus.The teacher sighs but lets it go. They always do.Kai slides into his seat—leans back, sprawls a little wider than necessary. His gaze flicks, just once, toward Ruby.She doesn’t look up.Not even a glance.The grin stays on his face. It cracks on the inside.By lunchtime, the performance escalates.Kai drops into a chair too hard. Tosses his jacket across the table like a flag. Tells a story
Ruby’s decision doesn’t arrive with fireworks.No confrontation. No tears. No dramatic exit.It comes quietly—on a Monday morning when she pauses outside the classroom door and chooses a different seat.Not the one near the window where Kai usually leans back with his chair tilted too far.Not the row where their knees once brushed, where his presence felt unavoidable.She takes a seat closer to the front. Alone.It’s small. Invisible. Devastating.Kai notices immediately.He always notices when something shifts in a room—when attention bends away from him, when a rhythm changes. He glances up, already expecting to catch Ruby’s eyes the way he always does.He doesn’t.She’s looking at the board. Focused. Calm. As if he isn’t there at all.His mouth curves into a lazy smile anyway. A reflex. A mask.Doesn’t matter, he tells himself. She’s just in a mood.The class starts. The air hums.Ruby doesn’t look back once.She changes her routes that week.Not dramatically—just enough.She leav
The school courtyard had changed. Not physically—same stone benches, same banners fluttering lazily in the afternoon air—but something in the energy had shifted. Conversations didn’t hush the way they used to when Kai Kingston passed. Heads didn’t automatically turn. For the first time, the world wasn’t rearranging itself around him. Ruby stood near the steps of the main building, sunlight catching in her hair. She was laughing—not the careful kind, not the brittle politeness she’d learned to wear early on, but real laughter. Easy. Unafraid. People were listening to her. A junior asked her something about the debate committee. A teacher paused to compliment her presentation from earlier that day. Someone thanked her for speaking up last week, for saying what everyone else had been too scared to say. Respect looked good on her. Theo stood beside her—not looming, not staking a claim. Just there. Solid. When Ruby spoke, he listened. When someone interrupted, he didn’t step in unle
Kai had always known the house was too big. It swallowed the sound. Even his footsteps felt temporary, like the floor didn’t bother remembering him once he passed. Tonight, the halls were lit brighter than usual—staff moving quietly, a dinner table set for people who weren’t hungry, for people who weren’t coming.He stood in the doorway of the study, jacket still on, tie loosened and forgotten. His father sat behind the desk, glasses perched low, absorbed in something that mattered more than a son. His mother lounged on the couch, scrolling through an event recap she hadn’t attended. They didn’t look up.“Sit,” his father said, eyes never leaving the papers.Kai didn’t.“I don’t want to talk about optics,” Kai said. His voice surprised him—steady, low, resolute. “I want to talk about us.”That earned a glance. Brief. Calculating.“We don’t have time for melodrama,” his mother said, eyes still on her phone. “If this is about the school—”“It’s not,” Kai cut in sharply. “It’s about you
Ruby didn't say a thing, she just smiled.The donor event was supposed to be untouchable.That was the word everyone used.Untouchable, like the Kingstons themselves.Ruby hadn’t planned on staying long. She was only there because the debate committee had been asked to help usher guests—smiles, pro
Ruby didn’t avoid Kai.That was the part that hurt the most.She walked past him in the hallway like he was part of the wall—present, solid, irrelevant. No glare. No flinch. No tight jaw or shaking hands. Just… nothing.Kai noticed immediately.He noticed the way she didn’t speed up or slow down wh
The silence stretched too long.It pressed into Ruby’s chest, heavy and wrong, until the warmth of the kiss faded and reality rushed back in—sharp, unforgiving.Kai stepped back first.That alone should have warned her.He ran a hand over his face, breathing unevenly, eyes unfocused like he’d woken
Brielle moved like someone who knew time was running out.Not frantic. Not sloppy.Precise.Ruby noticed the shift first—not through gossip or posts, but through absence. Brielle wasn’t loud anymore. No public smirks. No dramatic comments in class. No obvious jabs in the hallway.That scared Ruby m
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