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Six days

***~~~CHANCÉ~~~***I wasn’t disturbed by the sound of my phone ringing or a text beeping in. I haven’t slept this well in weeks.My just-awoken face scans the room, gaze still blurred. Then I jump at the beeping of my phone.It’s definitely Cortney. She did say she’d send a text by 12, and I was okay with it. So, I can’t be angry.I rub the sleep from my eyes and check the message. She’ll be here in 20 minutes.I moan, but I finally take myself out of bed and stretch. I take my bath, then head downstairs for breakfast. The pot is empty. I check the freezer for leftovers, and that’s when I spot the handwritten note taped to the fridge. I take it off and read.Mom is sorry she couldn’t cook. She said an emergency came up, so she had to leave early. I should take cereal from the cabinet, and there’s some change on top of the fridge. I stretch up to grab it. Twenty dollars. “Great.”I pull the cereal from the cabinet, pour the milk, and sit alone at the table in the quiet house, chewing

Operation Get Sasha Drunk

It’s finally Friday, and Cortney is even happier than I am about taking Sasha down.She paces the length of her room, hands moving as she talks. “This is the day. And tonight, we’re hosting the best party ever.” She turns to Cleo and me, flashing that brightest smile of hers.We had a sleepover at her place last night. When we got in, I didn’t see River. I meant it when I said I’d let him go, and even if he’d complimented me, I wouldn’t have been moved. I just smiled. That was all. So instead of doing what old me would’ve done, which is finding some excuse to get his attention, I just stayed in Cortney’s room and hid there.Tomorrow is still my date with Ricky, and I’m excited about it. We talked about what kinds of games I like. Honestly, I don’t know. I’ve never really played any, so he offered to teach me Mortal Kombat and Street Fighter. We’re also riding the arcade bikes.I can’t wait.“Chancé, are you even listening?” Cortney’s voice pulls me back. I nod. “Good. Because you and

The Truth

Well, I guess Cort won’t be drugging Sasha after all. It’s back to the “getting her drunk” plan.Cortney strides toward the entrance while Cleo hangs back with me. “Do you think she can pull it off?” Cleo turns her head to me. “Get Sasha to actually believe she wants to be friends again?”I meet her gaze and smile. “If anyone can pull this off, it’s Cortney.” I loop my hand through hers and tug her forward. “And us? Let’s go mingle.”We wade into the party, and I can feel the stares landing on me, though no one actually walks over. I feel like a new face—which, I guess, is exactly what I look like to them now. Chopped hair, pixie curls. Curiosity flickers in every glance that passes over me.“Looks like no one recognizes you,” Cleo says.“I think it’s for the best.” I take a slow breath, shoulders loosening. “For once, I don’t want anyone talking about me.” I reach for the punch bowl, ladle out two cups, and hand one to Cleo. “We can’t afford to get drunk tonight, alright? We need to

Yes. Yes. Yes

I’m ignoring Cortney.She has called and texted, telling me how sorry she feels, but I’m still angry. Still ignoring her.I miss my best friend. But I think we need a break from each other. She’s becoming someone I don’t recognize anymore. Not that I’m innocent in all this—I have my own fair share of bad decisions. But who was I hurting, besides myself?I roll out of bed, rubbing my eyes. Last night I slipped out of Cortney’s room, and luckily neither River nor Ricky caught me before I made it out.In one of Cort’s texts, she clarified that Sasha is okay, that she’s been sent home, but what if there’s an aftermath nobody is accounted for yet?What she gave Sasha was a hard drug. Little or not, it was still a hard drug. And I’m not curious about Sasha’s truth anymore. If it took Cortney going to that extreme to get it, I don’t want to know it.Okay—maybe part of me is scared of what I’d find. Think about it: whatever it is has to be big, big enough that Sasha has held onto it for years

Officially The Best Mid Term Break Ever

There’s a saying that when you love someone, you let them go, and if they come back, that means they’re yours. But whoever said that couldn’t have truly loved anyone, or they’d know how much of a pain it is to actually let someone go.But he came back. River Dawson came back to me, and now I’m his.I’m his girl.The feeling is sensational. Like I’m floating somewhere above the clouds, birds singing hallelujah in my ears. Four years of loving him.He finally chose me.I open my eyes from his kiss—God, I missed this. The closeness. The passion. And now I get to have it without hiding how I truly feel.I look up at him, unable to stop smiling, the whole thing still surreal. “I’m not dreaming, am I?” My voice comes out hoarse. “Because if I am, I don’t want to wake up.”His eyes search mine, hands cupping my face. “Of course not. This isn’t a dream, Chan. It’s real. I want you.” Then his expression shifts, worry creeping in. His hands slip from my face, and he looks away. Something in my

Still A Bitch

Walking into the school hallway all by myself is something I won't get used to. Cortney and I aren't talking. It's because I've not yet replied to her messages or phone calls.And I'm also dating her brother and hiding like a coward.I hear gasps that bring my head spinning back to reality. Everyone has a look on their faces. Fascination about how short my hair is, I guess. New term, new me.I smile all through their compliments as I approach my locker. Sasha Mackline is coming in my direction, her face angry as ever as she jerks me before passing me by. "Jerk," I say internally. At least she isn't dead.My attention focuses on my locker and I'm relieved Cortney isn't there. I don't know what I'll say if I see her. Opening my locker, I take out my note and head to class.And that's when I see him. The love of my life. Handsome as ever. My heart beats faster and it feels so magical — like it's just the two of us in the world with everyone else blocked out. He has a smirk on his face an

School Trip

Kelly Clarkson said, “What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.” But Taylor Swift said, “What doesn't kill me makes me want you more.” If I’m to choose, I'd definitely go for the second one. Because this is basically how my life is. Ever since I got to have a first love, it’s like I got injected with some hard pills, something toxic, but deep down I know it’s a psychological thing. What doesn't kill me makes me want him more. I’m selfish — quite aware of that, and I wish it were different. I wish I didn’t have to hurt Cort like this. But I’m glad we’re back to being friends.Cleo sucks in a deep breath, arms looped through both of ours as we walk. “This is girl power right here. Chancé’s winning. We’re all winning.” She swings her head toward me. “Make sure when you get to college, you still call me.”My eyes meet Cortney’s, and I find myself smiling, pulling in a breath of my own. “Let’s focus on surviving this place first. College talk can wait.”After school lets out, I head to

A Magical Night

On Thursday evening, Cortney drives me home. I’d already packed everything I need for the trip the night before, tucked into one medium-sized bag. This school trip doesn’t have to ruin my date with River — we’ll figure something out once it’s over.“Just one bag?” Cortney scoffs, eyeing it when I show her.“It’s one day, Cort.”“And so what? We leave Friday morning, sleep at whatever hotel or motel they stick us in. Saturday happens. If we’re not back by Saturday night, we’re spending Sunday there too. You’ll need way more than that.”“I already counted the clothes I need. Even this one bag feels like too much.” I tick them off on my fingers. “But I took your advice about changing my mind so I packed three sexy outfits, seven casual ones. Skirts, jeans, shoes. That should cover it.” Meanwhile I’m already dreading how many bags she’ll show up with.“Okay. Do you.” Then she claps her hands together, eyes lighting up. “Tonight is going to be a magical night before tomorrow.”“Oooh.” My h

Pray For Me, Cort

“That’s the last of it,” Cortney says, brushing her palms together as her final bag gets put onto the pile. She turns to me, laces her fingers through mine, and tugs me up the bus steps with her. We shuffle down the aisle, and she nudges me toward the window seat first, letting me slide in ahead of her, knowing how much I love watching the view.Last night, River and I finally got real time together. It led to a quick sexual encounter between us before I had to creep back inside. I was terrified Cortney would notice something off, but when I closed the door shut behind me, she was already out cold on the mat, sheet mask still stuck crookedly to her face.I knelt down and peeled it off her carefully, then helped her to her bed. After a quick shower, I slid under the covers beside her, being careful not to wake her. This morning, when we both woke up, she asked where I’d disappeared to. I lied straight to her face and said I went out for ice cream, and by the time I got back she was alr

Get Dressed

I trail behind Sasha, dragging my luggage down the hall, keeping a careful few steps of distance between us. I'm still kind of reeling that she and I got paired together — she's the very last person I want to be sharing a room with. I've spent so much finding ways to avoid her, and somehow the universe just isn't taking the hint. There's still this low hum of guilt sitting in my chest over what Cortney did to her — the drug thing. But Sasha is also, genuinely, a bitch. A jerk, through and through, and I want nothing to do with that jerk if I can help it. I don't know how I'm going to survive sharing a room with her, but if I just stay out of her way, maybe, maybe, I'll get through this in one piece.Sasha stops walking. My feet stop right along with hers. She spins around and drags her eyes over me slowly, head to toe, then sucks in a breath through her teeth, her expression settling into something I recognize instantly. I know that look. I just blink back at her, the silence between

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