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Your Crown Has Nothing to Do with Me
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Plot Twists
Inspirational
Healing
Best Friend
Independence
Campus Bully
Female Growth
Campus
Beloved by All
On yearbook photo day, I went over and stood next to my boyfriend, Blake Whitmore. Madison Vance, the cheer captain and sorority president, showed up late, and the crowd parted for her without being asked. A path opened straight to Blake, who stood dead center. "What took you so long? You just turned every head in the place." Blake smiled softly and pulled her into the spot beside him. I was pushed out of the frame. Tyler Brooks, my friend since childhood, caught my arm. "Claire, don't fight Madison for the spot. She's the main character today." Then he traded places with me and took the spot next to her. The crowd started whooping. The fraternity president stood on one side and the vice president on the other, with Madison safely between them. When the group shot was done, the whooping started up again. Blake and Madison had won Cutest Couple in this year's yearbook by a landslide. A hairline crack opened inside my chest, and the cold seeped through it. I was the one dating Blake. Everyone had voted for them anyway. Out on the lawn, the photographer guided the two of them through one close pose after another. Then he called out to us. "Mr. President, where's your fraternity pin? Put it on your queen!" My hand went to the Greek-letter pin over my heart. Blake looked over at me and jogged toward me. "Babe, let me borrow it. Don't be stingy." He took my wrist and moved my hand aside, then removed the pin he'd fastened there himself three years ago. People around us started murmuring. "Oh, that's her. Claire. Blake's girlfriend." "I never even noticed her... She really doesn't stand out." Something in me went hollow, and my hands closed into fists. Your moment of glory has nothing to do with me. So from now on, my life has nothing to do with you.
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Your Crown Has Nothing to Do with Me Chapter 13
In early November, Professor Ricci told the graduate workshop about an argument I'd made in the seminar.The workshop emailed me and asked me to give a fifteen-minute talk.I'd always assumed an opportunity like that was far beyond my reach. Now the invitation was right in front of me.On the day of the workshop, I stood before the screen in the vaulted classroom and spoke with ease.Once I focused on a text I knew, my nerves faded, and I stopped noticing the people watching me.When my fifteen minutes were up, he nodded at me.The room applauded.Zoe was in the back row, giving me an enthusiastic thumbs-up.Luca clapped and smiled at me, his eyes serious and bright.It hit me then that being seen isn't reserved for girls like Madison, who are beautiful and at ease in any crowd.I didn't need to become anyone else. I could shine exactly as I was.Afterward, the organizers asked me to turn the talk into a paper for the next issue of the graduate journal.I left the room with my material
Your Crown Has Nothing to Do with Me Chapter 12
That weekend, Madison called me on FaceTime.When the call connected, she was in the living room of the New York apartment. Her makeup was done, and half-unpacked moving boxes stood behind her."Claire." She gave me a careful smile. "You finally picked up.""What do you need?"My answer was so short that she struggled to keep smiling.Madison asked how Italy was, said everyone had been worried about me, and spoke with such warmth that anyone would have thought nothing had ever gone wrong between us.After a few minutes of that, she finally got to the reason she'd called.The yearbook account had reposted the Cutest Couple photos the night before.Someone in the comments had recognized the Greek letters on her chest, found old photos from the pinning ceremony three years earlier, and figured out that I had originally worn the same pin.She sent me screenshots of the comments."People are saying all kinds of things in the comments now."Madison frowned. "It's gotten really ugly. They're
Your Crown Has Nothing to Do with Me Chapter 11
Blake didn't leave Florence right away.Early the next morning, the downstairs buzzer rang.Zoe leaned out the window, looked down, and told me a huge bouquet of red roses was sitting by the door.The card bore Blake's name, which surprised no one.I gave the flowers to the elderly woman who ran the tailor shop on the ground floor and kept only a photo for my records.That afternoon, an oversized coffee with oat milk and caramel syrup was delivered to the department's front desk.That was what I used to drink sophomore year.But since coming to Italy, I'd gotten used to standing at the bar with a small, unsweetened coffee.I poured it down the sink without feeling much of anything.Blake remembered what I used to like. People change.The Claire he remembered was gone for good.For the next three days, he waited for me somewhere along my route to class.The third time I saw him, I deliberately stopped instead of going around him.His eyes lit up when he saw me stop, and he started towar
Your Crown Has Nothing to Do with Me Chapter 10
"Claire!"Blake hurried across the street and nearly ran into a bicycle.He stopped in front of me, breathless, and reached out to pull me into his arms.I stepped aside and put some distance between us."Don't touch me."His arms froze in midair. The dark circles under his eyes made the rest of his face look even worse.Maybe it was how calm I sounded. The delight slowly faded from his face."Claire, I came here to apologize."He lowered his arms and pulled a small velvet box from an inside pocket. "I had the pin repaired. The pearl is the same size as the original, and the stem has been rebuilt. I didn't just grab something to shut you up."The lid popped open, and the Greek letters caught the October light with a cold gleam.Three years earlier, on pinning night, Blake had fastened it over my heart while the fraternity crowded the porch and cheered as he made his promise.Back then, I thought someone had finally chosen me and meant it.Later, that same person took my wrist, removed
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