I looked at the familiar profile pictures and read their vicious speculations, one after another.In three years of high school, I'd done little besides study, and I'd rarely joined in their little cliques.In their eyes, Camelia was the beautiful, wealthy It girl of the school, and Grayson was the handsome, top-performing class heartthrob. The two of them were simply meant to be together.As for me, the childhood friend who'd been at Camelia's side since we were kids, I was nothing but a clueless, clingy third wheel.Camelia seized the moment and popped up to smooth things over.Camelia: [Everyone, let's tone it down. Clyde's in a bad mood today. Skipping the exam has hit him pretty hard too.]Camelia: [Clyde, you should still come to the party tomorrow and take your mind off things. I'll help you figure out the whole repeating-a-year thing.]How magnanimous of her. The picture of devotion.On the surface, she was trying to break up the fight, but in reality, she'd casually ma
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