Avery Turner, a perfectionist with a double life, and Kyran Drake, a charismatic boy with secrets, find their fates intertwined when their secrets threaten to unravel their dreams-will they overcome their differences to protect their futures, or wil...
"Kyran, what do you know about Avery's life?" Jack asked me in the morning during the three minutes that Avery had left my side to go to the bathroom. It reminded me of why I liked being around Avery, I could get away from bullshit like this.
To be fair, I enjoyed the bullshit when I was in the mood for it. Not right now. Definitely not right now.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," I snapped, as I stared at my phone one more time to check the time. Avery Turner better hurry up.
"You know, stuff that she's like a bitch to her sister," he continued, "I mean, I wouldn't put it past her. She does act like a stuck-up bitch most of the time."
My patience wore thin as Jack's words grated on me. Avery might have her flaws, but she was far from being the person Jack described. Anger simmered beneath the surface as I clenched my fists, fighting the urge to lash out at him.
"Did Avery's sister tell you that she's evil? Or, did Gemma?" I retorted, my voice sharp with frustration. "You have no right to judge her based on rumors and gossip."
Jack shrugged, unfazed by my reaction. "Hey, I'm just saying what I've heard. And if you're so defensive of her, maybe you're the one who doesn't know the real Avery."
I sighed, giving up. "Jack, I appreciate your concern. But if Gemma's your source of information, there's something seriously wrong with you."
Jack scoffed. "Who said Gemma was the one who told me?"
His words hit a nerve, stirring doubts in my mind. If it wasn't Gemma, who else could it be? Did I truly know Avery? Or was there a more dangerous side to her that she kept so meticulously hidden? Uncertainty gnawed at me, fueling my already boiling frustration.
"Look, dude. People wouldn't be targeting Avery for no reason, right? You told me yourself that she was a liar. So, why are you so hellbent on being with her? She's hot, okay. She also seems...conniving, you know?" Jack explained and I glared at him.
I gritted my teeth, struggling to keep my composure in the face of Jack's accusations. "You don't know anything about Avery," I shot back, my voice strained with anger. "And if you're going to talk shit about someone based on rumors, then maybe you should take a good look in the mirror."
Jack's expression hardened, his gaze challenging. I knew I had lost a friend right there and then. I destroyed one thing in my life already.
"What, you think you're better than me, Kyran? You think you're some kind of saint because you managed to date one of the hottest girls in the year who hates everyone else?"
