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Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.

His sudden outburst made Rebecca's fingers tighten around her phone. “Didn't you tell me you were 90% sure your dad would win?” Stephen snapped. “What the hell are you and your father doing? You can't even handle Bianca North?!” Rebecca had no words remaining. What could she say? After a deep breath— “How were we supposed to know?” she hissed. “She teamed up with Chris Jefferson! She caught us off guard!” Stephen let out a sharp exhale. “Well,” he scoffed, “that's just fantastic. Because I already went around telling people that my girlfriend is the daughter of Harrington's chairman.”

We’re creatures of habit apparently. “Coming right up my dude!” She shouted agreeably, and in a flash disappeared. A string of white lights were wrapped around several surrounding palm trees, and along the bright red fence secluding ‘Tipsy Twirl’ from the general public. I immediately recognized the Pitch Perfect 2 soundtrack playing on an overhead speaker, and began bobbing my shaggy head to the beat while I waited for Heather to deliver. Sucking too hard on your lollipop Oh loves gonna get you down Say love, say love, oh! Loves gonna get you down

Face impassive, I replied, "Go ahead. After all, someone spent considerable effort making it." I had barely finished speaking when Melissa Barker's eyes reddened. "Marissa, I truly didn't mean for this to happen! I worked overtime till 11 last night to place an order for this banner, so I must have accidentally sent them the wrong thing since it was so late. I'm genuinely sorry!" Before I could say anything, my boyfriend, Liam Yarrow, was already frowning. "Marissa, it's just a name. There's no need to make things difficult for Mel. Just pretend that it's your name on there and stop kicking up a fuss."

“Mad Max: Fury Road. That’s got chaos, fire, and a bunch of leather-daddy desert weirdos.” “Sounds like a Thursday at the Calloway ranch.” I blink at her. “Did you just call me a leather daddy?” She gives me a smug look and tosses Pitch Perfect 2 into the cart. “Balance, Kade. Chaos and singing.” “You’re gonna regret that by hour two when I start quoting lines and doing the dance routines.” “Oh I know the routines,” she fires back, spinning the cart around and walking backward. “You’re just jealous because I’d pick Jesse over you.”

Damn, who's the one who caught what she did with Steve? With trembling hands, Darla reached for her cellphone to open the campus website. And what the two women said was the truth. There was an announcement about a couple caught having sex in one of the graduate classrooms. In addition, the initials of DA's name are also listed there. It was clearly herself. Darla Anderson. Indeed, there was no evidence such as photos or videos, but it still made her panic to death. If the campus finds out that the initials of DA's name are Darla, then the campus will not only revoke the scholarship, but they can also drop out of campus.

I open my eyes and find we're down to three girls. Me, Amber, and the head of the cheerleading squad. "Riele Shaman, 248 votes... "The president announces, and I gulp as I know we're about five hundred and something in school. "Eliza Rollins, five hundred and sixty-seven votes. "She says, and my heart snaps. I hear Athena cheer from the crowd, and a massive round of applause follows. Five hundred and something, is that the whole school vote? "Amber Devil, five hundred and seventy-one votes. "She announces, and silence takes up the hall. Except for the high-pitched cheers from her three minions.

He shook his head, gazing in my direction, his face showing great disappointment in me. Sadie laughed at him. She flipped her long hair. “That’s absurd!” She raised her eyebrows, looked around the decoration. “What’s with your theme, by the way? Don’t tell me you still watch those silly movies. Grow up, Matt,” She shook her head at him, rolling her eyes as she glanced at me. “I miss Tara,” Matthew uttered in a low voice, shaking his head in disappointment. He took the guitar beside him, played, and sang “Wherever You Are.”

Before the family pressure, before the contract, and before Ethan. She opened her mouth. "It's not..." She stopped. The lie arrived before she could stop it. Words that sounded real, believable, and rehearsed. "We're just seeing where things go. No announcements yet." Verity didn't seem to notice the hesitation. "Fine. Keep your secrets." She grinned. "But is he as handsome in person as he looks in photos?" Bianca laughed, the sound feeling hollow. "Yes. Very handsome." "I knew it!" She grinned.

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.