Ivy
"He's always been like this, Ivy. What'd you expect?" Penelope asks. I don't know; what did I expect?
Ever since Aaron and I kissed, he hasn't so much as looked at me in school.
He's back to being his arrogant asshole self, hanging out with his arrogant asshole friends, living his arrogant asshole life.
Well, I don't care. If he doesn't want to talk to me, then we'll go back to how it always was.
There's just one small problem; we still have to work on the final project.
As I get my bag from the locker, Aaron walks up to me.
"Blake."
Oh, we're back to last names now.
"Kristenson," I respond. He's wearing a flannel with dark jeans, his hands in his pockets. His hairs messily covering his forehead, and-
Stop. Checking. Him. Out.
"Five-o-clock's fine?" he asks, not even acknowledging that I'm probably red as a tomato. I nod, and before I can say anything else, he leaves to his friends.
Why's he being so standoffish? I can't help but wonder if I did something wrong or if this was all some sort of sick joke to him.
Whatever the reason, I'm gonna find out.
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The Final Project
RomantikAaron Kristensen and Ivy Blake are sworn enemies, both competing to be valedictorian, but what happens when they have to work together for the final project? Can they overcome their hatred, or will it be their downfall? All credits to the artist of...
