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"I'm sorry, what?"
That was literally the last thing I expected.
This girl analyzed me closely. "You are, aren't you?" she insisted. "You know, the Queen of all Players from New York."
I sighed internally.
It's no use denying it now.
All the emotion fell from my face at once. "My friends call me Jade."
"I knew it," she affirmed with pride.
"So, Jade," the girl began, stressing my name. "That stunt you pulled against Leon Stone was genius. I didn't think you had it in you."
My lips twitched into a stolid smile. "Of course you didn't." I furrowed my brows in a brooding manner. "Although, I don't remember saying you were my friend."
I looked up to think. "Maybe I wasn't paying attention."
While the girl processed what I'd just said, I glanced over at Jesse to see what his reaction to the news had been. He was puzzled, probably trying to take everything in nice and slow.
"Did you hear anything?" I asked him.
Jesse's eyebrows went up as he hesitated to answer. "Uh..."
I cut him off before turning back to the girl. "Didn't think so."
She shot me a fake smile. "Well it was nice meeting you in person, anyway."
This almost feels sketched.
My blank stare returned. I stood my ground firmly, not uttering a word.
The girl took the hint and cleverly opted for walking away, but not before cruising over to Jesse and whispering in his ear, "Watch out, you're probably her next target."
The second she was gone, Jesse stormed off.
Lovely.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed quietly. Honestly, I couldn't even understand how the word got all the way to Rhode Island.
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Black Widow
Teen FictionMeet Jade Cross, NYC's infamous heartbreaker... the very same one who seamlessly crushed the guy known as "The Legendary Player" 's heart into tiny pieces. However, at the end of the day one's actions have consequences, and this heartbreak may or m...