The Fake Girlfriend's Rulebook
The leader and a big time jock.
The last one had jet-black hair slicked back, emerald green eyes that looked like they could see through every lie you’d ever told. That was Casper. He hardly speaks, and every girl in school wants to desperately get in his pants. Only Anna, one of the girls in the cheerleading team that ever got close enough.
As I froze in the doorway, Emrys lifted his gaze to me, eyes narrowing with curiosity.
Then Kieran smirked, leaning forward. “Well, well, well,” he drawled. “Didn’t expect the girl who broke Orion Gritton to be this cute.”