*ON SEMI HOLD WRITING OFFLINE*
[BOOK ONE IN THE KINGSTON RICHES SERIES]
Four girls.
Sabrina de Haan. Monet Dubois. Ariyana Gonzales. Layla Chu.
Four boys.
Ezra Ricci. Asher Wells. Mateo Torres. Alden St. Clair.
One cabin. One summer.
A wishful su...
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intro | ariana grande ❝i'll give you all i have and nothing else, i promise❞
"WHY IS THE oneI cannot have making it hard for me to not want him?"
"Everyone always wants what they cannot have Sab plus you can't get with him, I hope you haven't forgotten about the rule," Monet answers, turning her head to look at me from my vanity with a sly smirk. She sat just below an array of shelves, individually lined with makeup and lotions of sorts that she grabbed down in one swift movement.
You gotta love Monet Dubois and her wise thinking. Smart. Funny. Beautiful. Sweet. She's perfect. Note the sarcasm.
"Still.." I cling a pillow to my chest. Monet finishes toying with the perfumes, leaning on the back of the vanity chair with her hand underneath her chin and a sigh leaving her mouth.
"But," Monet continues in what I believe is an attempt to finish her earlier statement, "he may not be as untouchable as you think," she says assuringly and I'm suddenly confused.
She laughs at my expression and lifts herself up, not uttering another word. I roll my eyes and get ready to counter before I hear my phone ding and pick it up. I won't deny my silent excitement upon seeing Ezra's name, but my face drops soon after. A picture of him and Anxelin.
"May not be as untouchable as I think?" I mock Monet's words and she turns her head back toward me. "Then what the fuck is this?" I stick my phone out for her to see, a look of disgust clouds her face. She then began to read the caption for the post.
"Spotted - Ezra and Anxelin hanging out together? Ezra, we always thought you were loyal to Sabrina. We always thought Ezra had a type, but guess not. He's in love with the rich white girls of America now. Anxelin might need to watch her back because Sabrina won't let this one go down easy. xoxo, The Kingston Knight." Monet finishes reading, then tosses my phone on my bed.
"He was hanging out with Anxelin. Out of all the people. He could have hung out with literally anybody else. He knows I hate Anxelin." I fume and it's not like I'm not allowing him to hang out with anybody.
I don't have a right to do that. But after what that girl has done to me, he thinks it's ok.
"You're definitely correct on that but you are ", she retorts and then begins to laugh in the way she knows pisses me off. Have I mentioned how much I hate that laugh?
She's right.
No, she isn't.
Yes, she is. You want him how you had him that day. How you mo—
Stop.
"Rewind it back a little. Let's not get to carried away", I'm doing this on purpose. She knows me so fucking well. I don't fucking hate Ezra. I do want to fuck him. I did. But she doesn't know that. I couldn't resist myself and he couldn't either. I also couldn't tell her because of that rule she made. No one in the friend group should date.
