━ ❝ you sprung me, baby, I sprung you too, ❞ 彡★
when a star high school football player from South Central is recruited to play for Beverly Hills High School, two separate worlds collide.
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started: [ 2.7. 22 ]
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❝ pretty pink princess. ❞
━ 𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐓 ★彡★
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"SPENCE!" Lyric Payne exclaimed, almost tackling him in a hug once she saw him outside during lunch at Beverly Hills High. "Damn, Lyr." Spencer James chuckled, stumbling a bit at the sudden impact. "This place is horrible, and living with my dad is even worse; I need to move back in with you like yesterday," She rambled, releasing the hug.
Lyric took this time to notice the curly-headed girl who stood beside him, "Hey, I'm Lyric." She introduced herself with a wave. "I'm Olivia." The girl smiled back. "Are you and Spencer?" Olivia trailed, pointing between the two, causing them to both shake their heads. "Nah," Spencer answered. "Lucky you," Lyric winked, earning a nudge from her friend.
Spencer's attention soon gravitated toward a girl who looked like she just stepped out of Teen Vogue. "I hate her already," Lyric grimaced. "I can tell we'll get along just fine," Olivia directed at Lyric, who gave her smirk in return. "Layla Keating," Olivia informed Spencer, who looked like he was going to start drooling at any moment, "Beverly Hills' resident sweetheart. Dad's some big-time record producer. And I heard they spend every Thanksgiving with the Obamas. And rumor has it, she even smoked pot with Malia last year."
"You must be Spencer," A tall, buff, light-skinned guy who looked kindlivia of similar to O inserted, stopping her character breakdown. "Jordan. QB. Team captain." He greeted. Jordan winked at Lyric, who grinned back, completely forgetting about Chris, who had been ignoring her since she told him about her moving to Beverly.
"Baker?" Spencer repeated, interrupting the two. "Oh, so you must be..."
"Yeah, Coach is my dad." Jordan finished, "Well, our dad." He said, motioning towards Olivia. "Make sense," Lyric nodded. "I'll take it from here, Olivia." Jordan interjected, earning a stern look from his sister, "Come on, let me introduce you to the team."
"Hey, thanks for the tour." Spencer thanked Oliva as Jordan pulled him and Lyric away from her. "Yeah." Olivia nodded with a smile. "Sushi on Friday?" Spencer smirked, making the smile that she wore on her face, widen even more, "It's a date."
"What's your name?" Jordan asked Lyric, while Spencer trailed behind. "Lyric. Lyric Payne," She answered looking up at the boy. "And I'm guessing you're new too? Because I would've noticed a beautiful girl like you a while ago." Jordan tried to flirt, causing Lyric to visibly cringe. "That was corny, but I'm guessing that's on-brand for you." She remarked.
Jordan chuckled at her comment, "Very on-brand, and I got more where that came from." He joked. "Can't wait," Lyric replied.
