After a while no one responded, thinking Thomas was probably reminding Jeremy of their so-called arrangement. Realizing their cluelessness, he added… “your engagement banquet will be held in two days at most.”     “what?”     “Are you insane?”     “No way!” The three protested one after another, finally understanding what the rush was about.     “It’s not a request, the decision has already been made and you have no one but yourself to blame, besides… what the heck were you thinking running around with that Stevens girl behind my back?”      Stunned, Jeremy’s breath hitched as his lips moved without uttering a single word of defense. It seemed the truth had already been made known, so there was no use in hiding or pretending.     “Tom when will you stop controlling th

   You know how it is when someone suddenly receives a painful news, for some reason their mind just shuts down… at a loss for words, unable to think clearly… repeating the silly famous question, why? Or how could this be? Well, Erika wasn’t one of those persons. She could already guess this had something to do with Britney and her involvement with Jeremy, leading to such a rushed announcement.    However, the fact that he most likely knew of the tidal wave threating to collapse on their newly sprouting relationship and had not express a hint of worry over the possible outcome. Now that was what scared her. Thinking that maybe the reason he wanted to spend more time with her was because he viewed this as their last bitter sweet goodbye.     “Crap! I told you, but you never listen to me… damn stupid teenage hormones! You should have stuck to the plan from the beginning, avoid Jeremy. But nooo… you just had to go

  Jake was resentfully waiting for any sort of news or message from Britney, mentally preparing to retaliate once he got free. However, days went by without a single word from her, in fact no one came to visit him apart from Jessica, who was still hopelessly pleading with their father to find a defense lawyer or even assist in making a deal with the persecutor.     Unfortunately, Jason Lancer stuck to his words and flew back to Miami directly after vising his son, clearly having no interest of getting involved in the matter. Anxious, the doting sister felt like she had run out of options, as a last resort she could only think of imploring her brother to beg the Stevens for forgiveness for his ‘simple act of flirting’, well at least that’s what she believed without actually seeing the video evidence, coupled by the gossips floating around.    “Jake! This is serious, stop acting childish and apologize. Look at how ter

   “Mr. Hudson sir, the crowd is quite stable at the moment, but a few reports are beginning to get suspicious. We will need to start soon.”     Glaring at his assistant, Phillip quickly returned his attention to the already frantic teenager trying to offer words of reassurance. “Don’t worry Princess, one way or another, Jeremy Adams is going to be your fiancé by the end of tonight.”     “B… but daddy, Chelsey said they weren’t coming. Maybe Jeremy’s not going to show up either…. Why doesn’t he love me? am I not good enough?” Britney began sobbing loudly while huddling up in her father’s embrace.     “My baby girl is the best, the most beautiful creature there is, just like her mother. If Adams can’t see that then he’s a blind fool.”     “No! I’m nothing compared to Erika Stevens. He chose her over me…. I’m ugly! I hate myself!” She continued to perform her world-class act in the fa

   The weekend had finally come to an end, yet the drama was only beginning. The following day at West Bay Academy, it was if everyone had stepped into a parallel universe…. A topsy-turvy kind of environment.     Instead of Mr. popular arriving on his own and being greeted by the once sassy jealous freak former cheer-captain Britney Hudson, he arrived to school in the now easily recognizable black Audi, alongside the trending sensational Erika Stevens. The halls bustling with gossips wasn’t anything strange, but the fact that many suddenly began whispering in admiration at the newly publicize couple, now they were surely singing a different type of tune.    “Hear that? Music to my ear… my best pal finally dumped the plastic and got the real deal. Barbie lost her Ken; the crazy Witch broke her stick… all is right with the world again.” Marcus proudly declared, as he walked backwards, both arms outstretched, swaying gracefully as if d