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Suspicious invite

Shirley POV Sebastian sat down across from me with that same cocky attitude from the morning, though it was dialed back a notch. He ran a hand through his dark hair and sighed. “I think I might actually need help.” I folded my arms, keeping my expression ice cold. “Oh wow. Looks like you finally decided to listen to Mr. Principal.” He didn’t argue. For the next few minutes, I pulled out my notebook and wrote down a list of materials he’d need, along with a structured weekly tutoring schedule. I slid it across the table without a word. Sebastian picked it up, scanned it, and immediately frowned. “This doesn’t leave me any time for extra practice. I can’t afford to fall behind on the ice.” I raised an eyebrow. “Do you want good grades or not? Because according to the coach, you’re not stepping on that ice until your average is above 70%.” He leaned back in his chair, studying me for a long moment. Then a slow, dangerous smirk spread across his lips. His green eyes darkened

Last Updated : 2026-07-07

Can you stop looking at me like that

Shirley POV Stacey’s smile sharpened. “Good. It’ll be fun. Lots of people. Lots of… surprises.” She and her clique walked away, leaving me standing there, no matter how suspicious it looked, I still wanted to go. Remember Shirley, you came here with one goal, don't let some shitty social anxiety scare you off. I adjusted my mood and walked to my class. During lunch, I found Kayla at our usual spot and immediately dropped down beside her. “So… Stacey cornered me this morning,” I said, unwrapping my sandwich. Kayla’s eyes widened. “Again? What did she want this time?” “She invited me to her birthday party this Saturday,” I replied, watching Kayla’s reaction. “Said it was ‘just harmless talking’ and that the whole school is basically invited.” Kayla snorted. “Yeah, right. Stacey is not up to any good. That girl doesn’t do anything without an agenda. She probably wants to humiliate you in front of everyone or something.” “I know,” I said, taking a bite of my sandwich. But then I s

Last Updated : 2026-07-08

Invite

Sebastian POV I caught myself staring at Shirley again during the session. She really was different from what I’d expected. At first, I thought she might be genuine and felt guilty for lashing out her before, that was rude of me, but she looked like someone who didn’t fall for Brad’s charm. But when Kayla mentioned Stacey’s party on the phone earlier, I saw the way Shirley’s face lit up. I didn't expect her to be the socialite type, I mean she looks like a lowkey nerd. "I thought you weren't friends with Stacey, I mean both of you argued in the hallway," She looked at me raising an eyebrow, "She invited the whole school, and I have my reasons." Reasons? Yeah right, the only reason I could think of was Brad. Why the hell was I even thinking about Brad right now? I shook my head, readjusting my mindset. I wasn’t here to get involved in their drama. I was here to improve my grades, get back on the ice, and survive this forced transfer. We finished the rest of the session in rel

Last Updated : 2026-07-09

We kissed

Shirley POV The evening of Stacey’s birthday party finally arrived, and I was standing in front of my massive walk-in closet feeling slightly overwhelmed. Kayla had come over to help me get ready, and the moment she stepped inside my closet, her jaw dropped. “Girl… your closet looks like an entire mall!” she exclaimed, running her hands along the racks of clothes. “This is insane.” I shrugged with a small laugh. “We’re rich, I guess. Dad has a lot of connections and brings in good money. Most of these clothes just sit here though. I don’t really have many occasions to wear them.” Kayla grinned mischievously as she started browsing through the dresses. “Well, tonight is the perfect occasion.” After rejecting several options, she pulled out a sexy, short black gown with a deep V-neckline and delicate lace detailing along the sides. It was form-fitting, ending mid-thigh, with thin straps and a subtle shimmer that caught the light beautifully. “This one,” she declared. “You’

Last Updated : 2026-07-10

Chapter 15

Sebastian POV I was sitting at my desk, surrounded by notes and textbooks, working through the history review questions Shirley had drafted for me. Surprisingly, the session earlier had been productive. She was a good tutor when she wasn’t mad at me. My phone buzzed repeatedly. I ignored it at first, but the notifications kept coming. When I finally checked, I realized I’d been added to some group chat, probably by Stacey. Pictures from the party flooded the screen. The party looked fire. People dancing, lights flashing, drinks flowing. The mansion was packed. I scrolled through a few more photos and saw the address Stacey had sent me earlier. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the screen. I used to be a party guy back at Westfield, attending almost every event thrown. Maybe going tonight wouldn’t be the worst idea. It could be a good way to blow off some steam and actually try to make connections at Hawthorne instead of hiding in my room. Besides, I thought, and if i had no

Last Updated : 2026-07-11

Slut

Shirley POV One moment I was kissing Brad and the next Stacey was screaming, trying to attack me, the entire room was staring. To be honest, I was carried away by the alcohol but I held insurance for myself so I wasn't scared, I guess it's time I do Stacey a favor and expose this scumbag, but then Sebastian intervened. He shoved Stacey away so hard she hit the floor. The crowd gasped at his action and I stood there, stunned, my heart hammering against my ribs. He defended me. Sebastian Hale, had just publicly stood up for me, what the fuck was he trying to do?! But before I could process it, his hand wrapped around my arm in a firm grip. “Come on,” he muttered in a low voice dragging me like some knight in shining armor. I tried to pull away. “Sebastian, what are you—” He didn’t listen. He started dragging me through the crowd toward the exit. His grip was strong but not painful, yet the force of it made my skin crawl with discomfort. People stared as we passed whispering s

Last Updated : 2026-07-13

I'm sorry

Sebastian POVI stood there in the dimly lit parking lot, watching the red taillights of Shirley’s taxi disappear into the night. My chest felt tight, a strange mix of anger and regret swirling inside me. The mark from her slap still burned on my cheek.What the hell am I doing?Frustration boiled over. I turned and kicked the tire of my car hard, the impact sending a jolt up my leg. “Sebastian…”That voice again. it was that weird girl from before. She was walking toward me with that same obsessive look in her eyes.“You should stop hurting yourself over a third party like her,” she said softly, reaching out like she wanted to comfort me. “She’s not worth it.”The word “third party” hit like a slap. I pushed her hand away angrily, stepping back.“Don’t call her that,” I snapped. “And stop following me. Stop stalking me. I don’t want anything to do with you.”She looked hurt, but I didn’t care. I got into my car and drove off, leaving her standing there.I needed to get out of my hea

Last Updated : 2026-07-21

Hawthorne's shameless mistress

Shirley POV Sebastian’s eyes locked onto mine at the end of the hallway, I was a little uncomfortable, seeing him again, I felt a little... guilty and ashamed. Well not that I wasn't affected by the hate comments that were said against me or by the glares that everyone was thrown at me, their opinion didn't matter and by the time I expose Brad for the scumbag that he is, all the blame will be directly towards him, but the fact that he thought I was a slut made me heart ache. He waved slightly at me but I immediately turned around, I don't want to talk to or face him anytime soon. Before I could go far, Stacey and her clique stepped into my path, blocking the hallway like they owned it, her eyes were red-rimmed, her usual perfect makeup slightly smudged, showing that she cried, which made me feel a little pity for her, but right now she looked furious. “You really have no shame, do you?” she spat loudly enough for everyone nearby to hear. “Kissing my boyfriend at my party? You’r

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Do you know him?

Shirley POV Sebastian’s eyes met mine across the café table before he walked over and sat opposite me, clearing his throat awkwardly. “Hey.” I offered him a perfunctory smile. “Hey.” but inside me I felt awkward. He reached into his bag and pulled out a set of books and notebooks, shifting them across the table toward me. “The work you gave me,” he said simply. I took the papers and flipped through them, scanning the answers, as I read through, my eyes lit up in surprise. He had gotten five extra questions right, he was improvement from the last session. “There’s a little improvement,” I said, looking up. Hearing my words, Sebastian smiled. “Great. I have a good teacher.” I gave him a soft smile in return. Then he reached out and gently touched the back of my hand. The contact was brief, but it sent a small jolt through me. “And I’m sorry for… you know. Calling you a slut,” he said quietly. “I had no reason to judge you.” There was sincerity in his eyes this time. I raised a

Last Updated : 2026-09-03

Don't get pregnant

Shirley POV Her eyes darted toward Brad for a brief second. Brad gave a faint nod. I could practically see the unspoken conversation passing between them, before she nodded. It’s probably because she knows him as Brad’s hockey rival, I thought, “Well, he’s from Westfield. Apparently he got transferred to Hawthorne, and I have to tutor him to get his grades up so he’ll be able to play on the ice.” “Oh my goodness, Shirley, that’s good,” Dad commented from the head of the table, sounding genuinely pleased. “Helping a transfer student settle in. That’s very responsible of you.” I nodded and smiled politely. “Thanks, Dad, but I was practically forced by Principal Hargrove” I could still feel the subtle changes from both Brad and Aunt Garcia. Whatever that was going on between them wasn’t my business. I ignored it and continued eating my food, focusing on the plate in front of me instead of the strange atmosphere at the table. Soon after, dinner finished. We stood and said our goodby

Last Updated : 2026-09-04

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