All Chapters of Fake it Till You Love Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Vienne's POV Upon reaching my car, I realized how loud the silence had become.The courtyard whispers still echoed in my ears, a cruel loop of laughter and gasps that refused to fade. I slid into the driver’s seat of my sleek white Audi RS3 saloon, a birthday gift from my parents.I gripped the leather steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. The engine purred to life, smooth, in contrast to the storm inside my chest.Ryan’s words replayed on repeat.It’s over.Amelia’s smirk burned behind my eyes. The entire senior class had watched me unravel like a cheap thread. Perfect Vienne Reyes, reduced to a spectacle on the first day of the year I had planned so meticulously.I drove without thinking, the city lights blurring past the tinted windows. My parents’ mansion waited, although practically empty. But instead, my fingers tightened on the wheel as I turned toward downtown. Roaming the city till it was almost dark.I finally settled for a club.I slipped past the bouncer easily,

Vienne's POV*I stepped into the school library which had always been a place of sanctuary to me. But today, it felt like a battlefield.I arrived there at 3:55 pm, Damon’s folded jacket tucked neatly inside my bag. My hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, makeup light but flawless enough to hide the remnants of last night’s hangover. I chose a corner table on the second floor, private enough for a serious conversation.At exactly 4:02, the door to the stairwell opened. Damon Calloway strolled in, still in his basketball practice gear; dark shorts, a fitted gray hoodie damp and gym bag slung over one broad shoulder. A few strands falling into those piercing green eyes. And I frowned at how I was paying so much attention to his appearance. He scanned the room once and spotted me before walking over without hesitation.He took his seat in the chair across from me, the wood creaking under his weight. Up close, he looked even taller than I remembered from the club. What was I expecting

3rd person POVOf course, news travels fast…Ryan raised an arrogant brow as he stared at the picture of Vienne and that of the scholarship boy in the school's group. He'd seen the one from the other night at the club house.The latest one was from just this morning and it was one of them holding hands and walking along the corridor.What was Vienne thinking?.Just then two of his friends strolled in.“Talk about crazy, Ryan. Isn't Vienne one?” Shawn said plopping down beside him.“The scholarship boy, really?” Seth laughed.And his laughter somehow irked him, causing a twitch on his lips. That had felt like a mockery from Seth. That was it.“Is that supposed to be funny?” He threw humourlessly at him causing the laughter on his lips to die a bit.“Relax…” Seth said, trying to stop his smile, but he couldn't help it, he passed a glance at Shawn who seemed to be in the same dilemma.“Relax Ryan. It's just funny” Shawn said to him trying to touch his arm which was flipped instead.This

Damon's POVThe swift passing of buildings and trees finally stopped as I pulled over my bike at the apartment basement. I got rid of my helmet and quickly chained my bike to a pole; I'm not risking what I had worked hard for to some sleazy thieves in the neighborhood. They could be crazy.7:48pm , the time read.I hurried towards the convenience store of the four storey building at the floor level and there, I found my minx. She's not so little though. 14, but she'd always be little to me. Dawn glared at me with a scowl.“You said 7 pm Damon!” She yelled, rising to her feet and startling the store keeper who finally looked up.“My bad” I grumbled out while pursing my lips. Of course I was guilty.“You took quite a while, Damon. I was about to close the store.“Something came up” “You could have texted me something, still” Dawn continued sourly.“I apologized. What more do you want?” I grabbed her bag.“That's not all it is. I've been waiting and starving” A brow of mine rose; that