Jenna Brooks’s POV“What the hell happened last night?" Jeanette exclaimed, her hand still covering her mouth.A familiar knot formed in my stomach. How could I not remember kissing Conrad? And why didn't he mention it to me? I clenched my fists and hurried down the hallway to my classroom.It felt like I was a magnet, drawing everyone's attention. As soon as I entered the classroom, all eyes turned towards me. Some glared at me with hatred, while others whispered in surprise, too afraid to show their true feelings.Conrad was nowhere to be found. As I turned to leave the class, I collided with Liam. Fuck, I completely forgot about him. When our eyes met, a wave of guilt washed over me, and I couldn't hold his gaze. Liam took my hand and led me out of the class, down the hall, and into the quiet auditorium.He released my hand and waited for an explanation."That video doesn't mean anything, Liam. I was drunk," I started, watching him grab a plastic chair and slowly sit down. "Are

Conrad Declan’s POV“Because you’re Conrad! All you ever do is lie to me!”Jenna’s words kept replaying in my head as I sat alone in the cafeteria. I was angry that she saw me as nothing but a liar. How could she accuse me of uploading that video? I had no idea someone was in that room when we kissed. Her words hurt me and it made me realize how low she thought of me. How could she be so sure that I did it?As I stared down at my tuna casserole, Toralei joined me at my table. She was smiling as usual, it’s funny how she thought she could win me over with that smile.“Hey, Conrad,” she said.I got forced a smile, “Hey.”She started with the flirty hair tucks before she spoke, “Do you know how we, when we were still together, made plans to run for prom king and queen?”“Yes, but we aren’t together anymore,” I replied bluntly. My mood was already ruined and talking about going to prom with my ex, wasn’t going to help my situation.“Let’s run for prom king and queen…as friends.” She final

Jenna Brooks’s POV“The first step in becoming a queen is acting like a queen!” Jeanette exclaimed as she stumped her foot on the ground twice.It was recess and Stig, Jeanette and I were in the auditorium. She had called Stig and me earlier to give us lessons on how to be ‘royal.’ I felt like she was taking this whole prom thing more seriously than I did. Stig and I were seated on plastic chairs while she stood in front of us and demonstrated with a specter in her hand. “Okay, seriously, what’s the specter for?!” I asked.“Don’t ruin this moment for me, Jenna.” Jeanette walked to the center of the room and then, her expression suddenly grew serious. “My point is, if you wanna win prom king and queen, you'd have to be willing to go all the way. I don't think you're willing. Think you're ready to go all the way?” she said, her tone going down a little between creepy and fun.“I don't know what you're talking about.”“Then you just answered your question.”“Fine!”Jeanette let out a

Jenna Brooks’s POVI stayed in the restroom and locked myself in one of the stalls for about two hours. I didn’t want to step out, I was too embarrassed to. Why did I even dress up in the first place?I heard someone walk into the restroom and knock on the stall I was in. I had already locked it from the inside.“Jenna? Are you in there?” that voice called. It was Jeanette’s.“I’m reading.” I lied, looking down at my palms.“No, You’re hiding!” Jeanette replied at the other side.“I don’t wanna run into Toralei,” I admitted.“She spilled black coffee on you, Jenna. So what?”“Easy for you to say. Okay, nothing rattles you.” I replied.“Plenty of stuff rattles me, I just roll with it,” Jeanette replied, frustrated.“Well, this is how I roll.”“Seriously, Jenna. We’ve come this far, I don’t think…” she stopped when she heard me pull down the flush button on the toilet.” You’re not seriously flushing the toilet to avoid this conversation.”I heard her sigh before her footsteps faded and

Conrad Declan’s POVA week later…“It’s been over a week and he hasn’t left her side. Anytime I see her, they’re together. They eat lunch together, they go to PE together, and they take walks together, every day. I don’t know how much more I can take.” I said in frustration as I stared at Jenna and Stig across the cafeteria.After Jenna and Stig were nominated as prom king and queen, they hadn’t left each other’s side. They were probably hanging out all the time so they could be able to campaign for final votes but I still don’t like it. It hurts.“Sounds like it’s mostly just eating and strolling. It could be a lot worse.” Carter said, nudging me so I could quit staring at Jenna and Stig across the room. “Dude, you’re making it too obvious that you’re jealous. I’m pretty sure there’s nothing between them. It’s mostly fan service.”I averted my gaze back to the plate of untouched hot chowder on my table and I scrunched my lips. “I feel like this school doesn’t put a lot of effort into