MasukCHAPTER 48: WHAT THE HECKMAX'S POV Vodka burned my throat, a welcome distraction from the chaos swirling inside the living room. Pillows were everywhere, cups tipped over, confetti stuck to the floor. My guys lounged around me, drinks in hand, whispering and laughing nervously.“Bro,” Ethan said, shaking his head, “can you even imagine Charlotte kissed Sienna?”I nearly choked on my drink. “Wait… what?” I spluttered, eyes wide.“Yeah,” Dani added, voice low and more serious. “Video’s going around. People are losing it. Maya’s probably crying somewhere,Sienna apparently getting wasted and nothing matters but the kiss.”I ran a hand through my hair, heart racing. “Bro… Charlotte? She’s not… I mean… she’s smart. She’s not that kind of person, She wouldn’t… force anything and Sienna's come on, she’s lesbian. Charlotte doesn’t evenugh, this is insane.”Ethan shrugged. “Exactly. It’s chaos. Everyone’s saying Charlotte forced it. Maya freaked out, people are taking sides.”I leaned back a
CHAPTER 47: IS IT ME?MAYA'S POV Honestly. I was trying to lie perfectly still, pretending to sleep while everyone left the chaos of my living room. But curiosity or maybe intuition pulled me from the blankets.I crept toward the back door, careful not to make a sound. The soft creak of the floorboards under my toes was deafening in my ears and then I heard them.Charlotte’s voice and was that Sienna's voice. My name never even came up yet the words made my chest seize.“I… don’t think I like Maya anymore,” Sienna whispered. My heart skipped violently, was she said?Charlotte gasped softly, like her world had just shifted. “You what?”“I didn’t want to admit it,” Sienna continued. “But last night when I kissed you, it didn’t feel like a mistake.”My stomach dropped into my shoes. My fingers tightened on the doorframe. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A tingle of drop feel down my cheeks “You… you like me?” Charlotte’s voice was quiet, hesitant, shaking just slightly.“Yes,”
CHAPTER 46: SLEEPOVER REGRETSIENNA’S POV“Arghhhh arghhh” I could still feel the lingering alcohol as I rolled down the bed. My head banging seriously as I rushed to the bathroom to wash my face“ Why does life have to be this hard, why can't I just drink and feel wasted without regretting it later” I whispered to myself while splashing the water in my face.I wiped my face with the towel and looked at myself in the mirror.My hair looked like a bird built a nest in it.“Great,” I muttered.My head still hurt and my mouth tasted weird. That was definitely the last time I was drinking Maya’s mystery drinks mixed with alcohol Or probably not.I walked out of the bathroom slowly, holding the wall for balance. The house was strangely quiet.Too quiet.Last night this place sounded like a zoo. People laughing, yelling, music blasting, Max screaming like he won the lottery every five minutes.Now? I could hear the chirping of the birds outside. Is everybody hibernating?I walked into the
CHAPTER 45: HOLLY MOLLY,THAT KISS WAS HELLCHARLOTTE'S POV My brain short circuited. Sienna’s lips had just grazed mine, and I was fairly certain I was now both dead and permanently embarrassed.“What… what just happened?” I squeaked, voice cracking like a poorly tuned guitar. My hands trembled. My legs wanted to run. My entire life flashed in neon panic signs.Sienna blinked at me, cheeks pink, grinning like this was the most natural thing in the world.“I—uh—I don’t know,” I stammered, stepping back. Heart hammering, eyes darting. Should I scream? Cry? Faint dramatically onto the pillow mountain?Perfect timing. Maya appeared, sliding into the room like a goddess of bad timing herself.“Aww, Charlotte! Thanks for bringing Sienna in,” she chirped, hands clasped in mock adoration. “She’s a little tipsy. I was looking for you guys. Hope she didn’t vomit on you or anything.”I choked on air. My mouth opened, closed and opened again. Words fled me entirely.“Uh… no,” I finally croaked,
CHAPTER 44: KISS AND TELLNIA’S POVI strolled into Maya’s living room like a queen surveying her kingdom, phone in hand, followers already streaming the live story. Fairy lights everywhere? Check, pillows piled like a mountain? Check. Snack table that looked like it belonged in a magazine shoot? Triple check. This was content gold.Pure, uncut, clout-ready chaos.I flipped my phone so my followers could see the whole chaos. Fingers flying over the screen, I typed out my first live caption like a pro“POV: You just walked into the sleepover of the century #SleepoverGoals #PinkPajamas #ContentQueen”Then I paused, zooming in on Charlotte helping Sienna with her shoes. My thumbs couldn’t move fast enough:“Okay y’all, if Charlotte and Sienna were a couple… #ShipAlert #InnocentFlirtEnergy #HypotheticalOnly”I laughed quietly, loving the little gasps from the people in the room. Max, oblivious had just face planted into the pillow pile again. I didn’t even try to hide my reaction on cam
CHAPTER 43: GIRL MATHS, GIRL LIESCHARLOTTE'S POV I spent the entire afternoon pacing my room like a politician about to beg for votes. Except this wasn’t politics.This was worse.I had to convince my mother to let me go to a sleepover I absolutely wasn’t supposed to attend.I kept practicing my lines in the mirror.“Mum, it’s just a tiny thing.”No. That sounded suspicious.“Mum, it’s a girl gathering. Soft, innocent, holy.”No. That made it sound like a cult.“Mum, please—”Too desperate.Ugh!I lay flat on my bed, face down, muffling my scream in a pillow. Maya had already texted me ten times in all caps:MAYA: CHARLOTTE IF YOU DON’T COME I’LL SUE YOU FOR EMOTIONAL DAMAGEMAYA: WE NEED YOUMAYA: YOU SAID THIS WOULD BE ICONICMAYA: DO NOT FAIL THE MISSIONYeah. No pressure.Finally, I peeled myself off the bed, marched downstairs, and found my mum in the living room folding laundry like she was competing in an Olympic event for domestic skills.“Hey, mum,” I said, trying to sound







