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Jax followed, towel around his neck, shaking his head but smiling anyway. “Lucky bastard. I clawed to 42 over two semesters. You show up half-dead, mouth off to queens, drop a vamp in the cafeteria, sit front row with Seraphina, and boom—top fifteen. What’s your secret? Sell your soul? Or just your dignity?” Theo, already at his desk with headphones half-on, glanced over. “It’s not luck,” he said quietly. “It’s pattern recognition. The algorithm likes outliers. You’re an outlier. End of story.”

One “I need this book ready by Friday, Theo. Why is it taking forever to have a look at it and share your opinion?” Theo Landon let out a frustrated sigh, the itch in his ears only biting worse. He glanced out the floor-to-ceiling window in his apartment unit, at the panoramic view of Chicago downtown. He’d chosen this apartment unit for this particular view, because at first glance, it seemed like the kind of therapy book-lovers would subscribe to. Hearing the whiny voice in his ear stole away the peace of the therapy.

The back corner table, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun, was my sanctuary. Close to the window, it offered a panoramic view of the school grounds, a silent observer of the drama unfolding below. A convenient lie, a flimsy excuse to mask my desire for solitude. "I just love the seat because it's close to the window and I could see everything going on from there," I said, forcing a casual tone.

. How spoiled of you to think you can speak for her. She has a right to choose her own suitor. You don't get to make that decision for her just because you like her." Beau said, "You don't even know who she's with so I would watch my mouth and stop making assumptions about her." Fress smiled, saying, "It's too bad she doesn't know how you feel and I think you should stop trying to influence her decisions and let her make a choice on her own. Let her decide if she wants you or me or are you too scared to let her think for herself because you know she wouldn't want you if she had a choice." Beau faced Fress saying, "How I feel about her is none of your concern. I know her and I know she isn't