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Chapter Forty-One

By the time PE ends, my bones feel like jelly.The exhaustion isn’t from Mr. Daniels’ merciless drills alone, but from Tyler, Noah, and constantly holding the attention of everyone who seems to think Tyler and I are nothing but entertainment.Once everyone starts to troop out of the gym, I notice Tyler striding towards me. I say a quick goodbye to Noah before grabbing my bag and heading to the girls’ bathroom.He can’t follow me there, and at this point if I can get five minutes alone, I’ll take it.Just as I get closer to the end of the corridor, near the lockers, I hear voices around the corner.“I’m serious, Alex.” Immediate

Chapter Forty-Two

Tyler is the first person I look for after the bell rings. Except, he’s nowhere to be found.Students flood the hallway, rushing toward the exits like they’ve just been released from captivity.Maya was pulled into a last-minute rehearsal, so I’m left standing awkwardly in the parking lot with my bag half-zipped, looking for a boy who seems to have disappeared off the face of the earth.His car isn’t here either. Sighing, I zip my back fully and sling it over my shoulder. Just when I’m about to start walking home, Noah jogs up to me, smiling.“Need a ride?” He asks.“Oh, you don’t have to,” I mutter.

Chapter Forty-Three

I didn’t think it was possible for me to hate anyone this much. Tyler’s father is dressed in a crisp suit, looking like the older version of his first son. Except, Tyler radiates warmth sometimes. This man before me doesn’t.I don’t miss the way his eyes take in my house with disdain, and the late afternoon sun casting shadows on his face makes his expression look even colder. My hand grips the edge of the door for stability. “Can I help you?”I don’t bother masking the venom in my voice. He lays his hands on Tyler; he deserves worse.His lips curve faintly, though there’s no real kindness in the gesture. “I’m sure you can.” He glances past me briefly into the house before returning his gaze to me. “You’re L

Chapter Forty-Four

I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Tyler’s father standing on my porch again, completely certain he could destroy my future with a phone call.Getting into an Ivy League school may not be my dream, but they’re my parents and I can’t afford to disappoint them.My hands tremble as I tie my hair back, and I keep replaying his words in my head while I get ready for school.The bags under my eyes look gruesome and my skin looks sickly pale, but I refuse to cower.“You ready?” Maya appears behind me, both of us staring into the mirror. When she came last night, it was with an overnight bag, and she held me all night as I wept.I plaster a sm

Chapter Forty-Five

“This is a bad idea,” I mutter from the passenger seat, while keeping an eye out for any teacher that might see us.After the rest of the school dispersed once the show was over, she’d simply walked over to Alex and stretched her hand out wordlessly. In the blink of an eye, his car keys appeared in a palm before he walked off, whistling and smiling to himself.Maya shrugs as she adjusts the driver’s seat. “You just got emotionally drop-kicked by two boys in the span of five minutes,” she says, yanking the seat forward. “There’s no universe where I let you sit through calculus after that.”Biting my lip, I lean back in my chair. She’s right; I have no desire to be in class with both boys and I definitely won’t be able to concentrate on anything. Still…“What if we get into trouble.”She flashes a grin my way. “Then it’d be worth it.”Five minutes later, we pull out of the parking lot while students continue to stream into the building behind us. All the while, my fingers grip the sides

Chapter Forty-Six

Walking into school the next day feels like maneuvering my way through a minefield.Every hallway feels too narrow, every conversation too loud, and although the feeling isn’t new, it feels like every pair of eyes are watching me.The rumors about Tyler and me haven’t exactly died down, but after the parking lot scene yesterday, everyone can sense there’s something off between us. It’s only a matter of time before they go back to either ignoring me or taunting me now that they know he and I are done.He hasn’t tried to approach me either. And although that’s what I wanted, it’s hard not to feel his presence, crave it even, wherever I go.Noah is even worse. With me, he barely strings two words together and when he does, he’s polite to a fault. Meanwhile, he was content to talk to Maya in the homeroom like nothing happened, asked the teacher a question about an assignment, and even laughed at something his new friend, Jamie, said in art class.Whatever progress we made in PE has died a

Chapter Forty-Seven

Tyler’s POVThe word “interests” is circled three times at the top of the page in all caps. And under it are exactly two things: Football at number one, and number two… completely blank.I glare at the blank space, tapping my pen rhythmically against the notebook as Lila’s voice echoes in my head.“Find something you enjoy asides football.”At the time she had said it with that hopeful smile of hers, like having other interests would come so easily to me. I’d believed her too, especially when she looked at me with so much faith. But now, that faith was slowly dwindling with every second I spend apart from her.I press the pen harder against the page, wondering if I should just start writing random things like music, movies, sleeping, or breathing. But every time I start to write, the image of Lila’s sunken eyes, as if she’d spent hours crying, and the lack of emotions in her eyes as she begged me to leave her alone swirls in my mind.“Look at her,” Maya

Chapter Forty-Eight

My thumb hovers over the screen of my phone, ready to tap it again even though I’ve read the message on it nine times.Congratulations. Your submission has successfully passed the preliminary stage of the Northbridge Institute of Fine Arts National Student Competition.A small sound leaves my mouth as I pinch myself. Yup, not a dream.I glance up briefly from the bleachers where I’m waiting for Maya, and watch students mill across the field below, laughing and talking like it’s just a normal Friday. Meanwhile, my entire future has just shifted inside the tiny, glowing rectangle in my hand.Out of hundreds, maybe even thousands of entries, the judges not only saw my work… they chose it too.Deciding on the painting I eventually submitted had required a lot of thinking. I didn’t want to paint something so complicated that it came across as pretentious, neither did I want something too simple that it ended up being overlooked. After lots of back and forth, I’d

Chapter Forty-Nine

“Okay, Liam,” I say, crouching to zip up the four-year-old boy’s hoodie. “Rule number one of playground adventures?”Liam flashes me a toothy grin. “No running into the road!”“Correct.”The park is louder than usual today, and Liam is practically bouncing on his feet, eager to join the other children screaming with laughter near the swings. A dog barks somewhere near the walking path while parents watch from the benches with coffees in their hands.“Rule number two?” I ask Liam, gently tugging his chin back in my direction.“Don’t eat sand.”“Excellent,” I say, smiling at the memory that made us come up with that rule in the first place.The first time I babysat him, I learnt the hard way that there was next to nothing Liam couldn’t toss in his mouth. But sand was his favorite. The incident had caused us to end the day at the pediatric emergency ward.Still, babysitting remains one of the few things that quiets my brain. They may be chaotic, but

Chapter Fifty

Tyler’s POV“Again.”Alex groans from across the yard. “Dude. This is so not what I had in mind when I asked if I could come hang.”I toss the football at him anyway. “Again.”He catches it automatically, but doesn’t throw it back. Instead, he stares at me like I’ve completely lost my mind. “We’ve been at this for forty minutes. You didn’t even let me sit before dragging me out here,” he says, gesturing around the backyard.“Good. We’ll do forty more.”Alex sighs and rubs his face. “You’re supposed to be resting that arm.”“It’s all I’ve been doing,” I grumble, then clap my hands, but he still doesn’t throw the damn ball.“Well then, do it some more,” he retorts. “I’m sure your doctor will appreciate that.”I roll my shoulder, ignoring the dull ache crawling up my arm. “Doctor’s not here.”“That’s not the point.”“Throw the damn ball, Alex.”He shakes his head, but finally launches it back to me.I catch the ball cleanly and s

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