The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy
I beam again at my friend, sitting back against the couch with a gratified sigh. “Good, I’m glad you won,” I say, nestling back into the pillows. “And I hope Wright is stinking mad about it.”
“Oh, I didn’t win,” Tony says, taking a big bite of his cookie. “You did. I got disqualified for friendly fire.”
“Oh,” I say, my eyes going wide as DQFF suddenly makes sense. “Really!?” I gasp, delighted. “I won!?”