Nico Vaughan, the junior class "Nice Girl" wants to be free from her abusive and obsessive ex-boyfriend.
Valen Henford, the school's resident "Rich Guy meets Bad Boy" wants to spend his senior year with the girl he's been in love with for years.
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"It' is a risk to love. What if it doesn't work out? Ah, but what if it does?" (Peter McWilliams).
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"He wants me to go to the football game," I announce to Rachel and Amber. "Asked me to go."
Cue the excited squealing. A boy passing by us in the hallway gives us a side-eye. I see Amber side-eye him back.
"Girl!" Amber gushes, waving her hands around excitedly. "When? This morning?"
"Yes," I beam at them. "He actually decided to pick me up this morning, and he asked me if I'd go then."
"Ah!" Amber giggles. "Y'all are so perfect."
"Wait," Rachel interjects, looking at me in confusion. "Do you—Have you come to terms with the fact that you like him?"
I almost shake my head, but with the way she worded that, doing that would be agreeing. "No, I don't. He's amazing... I just—I just don't know how I feel right now. But I'm going to that game tonight."
Amber turns in a couple of circles, squeaking like a maniac.
"He's going to give me his jersey number to wear today," I interpose in Amber's moment.
My comment just makes her be even weirder. With a bounce and a loud laugh, she stares at the ceiling and makes a sound very similar to a scream.
"Girl, what is wrong with you?" Rachel sasses at Amber.
Amber becomes normal again and smiles widely at me. "Nico's falling in love with a guy who already loves her."
"Amber—" I warn, about to start into a speech.
"Nico?" A baratone voice cuts in.
I turn to see Valen standing at the opposite end of the hall with a shirt in his hand. Good, he didn't hear any of that.
Valen hurries through the hall while Amber and Rachel push at my shoulders and arms, each girl bubbling with excitement. He reaches us and hands me the black shirt.
I un-wad it, giving him a look. My look intensities for a second at the wrinkles until I see the silver number and his last-name on the back. The girls giggle in the background as I look up at Valen.
