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Taylor Jordan is new to school she immediately finds her people. But they show their true colors. Then, she meets Mattheo. Do opposites really attract, or will they stay enemies?
"Yes, gorgeous," He says, kissing my forehead before leaving with everyone else.
I go over to Theodore, who's talking to someone I've never met before. The boy turns to me and the entire world stops. I stare into his soft eyes, they match his beautifully pale skin. He gives me a weak smile and says, "I'm Stiles,"
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Snapped out of my trance, I reply, "I'm um-" Shit, who even am I?
"Taylor," Theodore cuts in, "she's Taylor Jordan."
"I've heard a lot about you," Stiles says, "from my brother."
"Who's your brother?" I ask.
He narrows his eyes at me and Theodore looks like he wants to know too.
"Mattheo,"
"Cedric Diggory!"
Cedric is let onto the field. He was right, dragons.
Draco appears beside me, staring at the field. "I hope this is hard enough for Potter to die." He sneers.
I glare at him. "I guess Diggory isn't horrible," he scoffs.
"Right." I say.
"Did you know Riddle had a brother?" He asks, looking at Stiles.
"Not until now, no," I say.
"You should stay away from him," He advises.
"I get told that a lot,"
"People care about you a lot."
I look up and Cedric trips, egg in hand. I rush toward the tent where they take him from the field, leaving Malfoy.
"Are you ok?" I ask quickly appearing by his side.
"I got the egg," He croaks out.
I crack a smile, hugging him.
Draco's POV:
Taylor dashes away and I sit my elbows on the edge. "Nott!" Mattheo yells, walking up as if him and Theodore are mates.
"What, Riddle?" Theodore replies. I continue to look at the playing court as if I'm not listening.
"Your friend," Mattheo says.
"Taylor?" Nott asks impatiently.
"Yeah. Is she um, dating anybody?" Riddle asks.
"Yeah, why?" Theodore snaps. Realization hits me at the same time it does him, "you like, Taylor?"
"No, I just-"
"Stay away from her, Riddle. I was starting to think you couldn't like anybody but yourself. Go back to that," Theodore instructs.
