New town. New school. Same routine-until Charlotte Galloway catches the attention of Lucas Andrews and Aiden Woods, two of Brookhaven High's most notorious bad boys.
She never expected to be caught in the middle of their game. She definitely never e...
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By the time my last class of the day rolled around, I was this close to faking an illness and making a run for it.
Maths. Of all things, it had to be Maths.
Now, I wasn’t bad at Maths. But I wasn’t exactly the kind of person who saw numbers and immediately thought, Yes, this brings me joy. No. Maths and I had an understanding: I did the bare minimum, and in return, it didn’t completely ruin my life.
Unfortunately, today was testing that fragile peace.
I slumped into my usual seat near the middle of the room, pulling out my notebook as students filed in around me. Lucy, who usually sat with me, had been mysteriously absent since lunch, no doubt planning something I wouldn’t like.
Which is why I should have known—should have known—that something was about to go terribly, terribly wrong.
Because just as I was settling in, Lucas dropped into the seat beside me like he belonged there.
I froze mid-page turn, slowly looking up at him. “What are you doing?”
Lucas smirked, resting his arm on the desk like this was his spot. “Sitting.”
I narrowed my eyes. “That’s Lucy’s seat.”
“Lucy very kindly switched with me,” he said, his grin widening. “Something about ‘letting fate take the wheel’.”
I stared at him. “Fate?”
Lucas nodded solemnly. “Fate.”
Oh, I was going to kill her.
Before I could gather my thoughts—or plot my best friend’s untimely demise—Mr. Carter, our Maths teacher, clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, everyone, settle down! Today we’re diving into something very exciting—trigonometry!”
A collective groan rippled through the class.
“Exciting is a strong word,” I muttered, flipping to a new page in my notebook.
Lucas leaned in slightly. “What’s wrong, Lottie? Sine, cosine, and tangent not doing it for you?”
I shot him a glare. “Don’t.”
He grinned. “Come on. I bet I can make this fun.”
I highly doubted that.
Mr. Carter continued his lecture, writing a series of triangles and angles on the board. “Now, I want you all to partner up and work through these problems together.”
I barely had a second to react before Lucas turned to me, his eyes practically sparkling with mischief. “Guess that means we’re partners again.”
I exhaled slowly, pressing my fingers to my temples. “Of course we are.”
