Semua Bab Unwanted Nerd: Chased By The B-Ball Stars: Bab 91 - Bab 100

"Oh Caleb," Olivia said, her voice suddenly turning sweet as honey, the sharp edges of her previous aggression melting away like ice in the summer sun. The transformation was so complete and immediate that it was almost jarring to witness, like watching an actress switch characters mid-scene without missing a beat. "You're just in time to watch me completely destroy the only borer we have in this school."She batted her eyelashes at him in what she clearly believed was a charming manner, her body language shifting to accommodate this new persona she was attempting to project. Her shoulders relaxed, her posture became more fluid, and she tilted her head at what she probably thought was an appealing angle. The calculated nature of her performance was obvious to anyone paying attention, but Olivia seemed convinced that her feminine wiles would work their magic on Caleb just as they apparently had on countless other male students.Cindy and Mindy exchanged glances behind their leader, the

"For Christ's sake, Caleb, Liam is your friend," Deborah said, her voice rising with indignation as anger completely suppressed the shocked state she had been in just seconds ago. The transformation was swift and complete, like a match being struck in a dark room. Her sea-blue eyes blazed with fury as she stared at him, her hands trembling not with fear now but with rage at the casual cruelty he had displayed.The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows between the library shelves that seemed to emphasize the stark lines of tension that had formed on Deborah's face. Her breathing had changed from the shallow gasps of shock to the deeper, more controlled rhythm of someone preparing for battle. The scent of old books and cleaning supplies that permeated the library seemed to fade into the background as her focus narrowed entirely on the person standing before her."How could you do this to him?" she continued, her voice growing stronger with each word. "The basketball

Third Person POV "Okay, I will come with you," Deborah quietly replied, her voice barely audible above the ambient sounds of the library around them. The words felt like lead in her mouth, heavy and bitter, but she knew she had little or no choice when it came to Liam's safety. The threat Caleb had just made hung in the air between them like a sword suspended by a thread, and she couldn't risk calling his bluff when Liam's life was potentially at stake. Caleb smiled slightly at her surrender, the expression cold and satisfied like that of a predator who had successfully cornered its prey. The smile didn't reach his eyes, which remained as calculating and dangerous as they had been throughout their entire confrontation. He let go of her shoulder, his fingers releasing their grip with deliberate slowness, as if he wanted her to remember the feel of his hand on her body as a reminder of his physical dominance. Then he turned around, his movements casual and confident, knowing she wou

Liam's POV"Caleb?" I asked, my voice cracking with surprise as the name hit me like a physical blow. The word seemed to echo in the space between the bookshelves, bouncing off the walls and coming back to me distorted and strange. My mind struggled to process what Olivia had just told me, trying to make sense of why my teammate and supposed friend would be with Deborah at a time like this."Why would Caleb be with Deborah?" I asked again, the question directed more to myself than to Olivia and her group, who were standing there watching me with expressions that ranged from confusion to mild curiosity. My voice sounded hollow and distant even to my own ears, as if it were coming from someone else entirely.Students at nearby tables continued their quiet conversations and study sessions as I stood there trying to make sense of this new information. Then, like pieces of a puzzle suddenly clicking into place, memories began flooding back to me with startling clarity. Each recollection fe

Third Person POV"What deal?" Caleb asked, his voice taking on a sharper edge of curiosity as he stopped his restless pacing and focused entirely on Deborah's words. Deborah shifted slightly in her chair, the ropes around her wrists cutting deeper into her skin with the movement. The bare bulb overhead cast harsh shadows across her face as she looked up at him, trying to gauge his mood and find the safest way to answer his question. The concrete floor beneath her feet felt colder now, as if the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees."Liam was supposed to help me get your attention while I helped him trace some money in his account in return," she said, her voice steady despite the fear that was making her heart race. The words came out clearly, each syllable carefully articulated as she tried to maintain some sense of control over the conversation.As soon as the explanation left her lips, Deborah watched Caleb's expression change in a way that made her stomach drop. A