"... Isn't that... My shirt?" "Huh?! Then how did it end up in my locker?!" We both froze, my face turning red as I looked down at the baggy material. How could I not have noticed? And why did he have to walk in just now? Christian watched me, his face slightly red as he moved closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for the punch, the kick, the pain... But it never came. Instead, I felt something different. Soft lips on top of mine, moving slowly and sweetly. I opened my eyes. Christian Nelson, the most popular jock in the school, was currently making out with me in a gym locker room.

For as long as Ian could remember, Noah Rivera has always been the enemy. That one person better than him in every single aspect: Noah was more popular, a lot smarter, and most importantly president of the student council - a position that Ian has wanted ever since he joined Merrol Hines Academy. So when Noah shows interest in Ian he doesn't waste a second to pretend the feelings are mutual, not afraid to cross boundaries when it comes to getting what he wants. What starts out as a game sparked by an old rivalry soon turns into dangerous play when one of them catches feelings. And before he knows Ian's caught up in his own schemes against Noah, and there's no getting out. Highest ranking: #1 in bxb | #1 in lgbtfiction

"I didn't know you had friends like Isaac," Willa said in greeting. "I don't," muttered Jared. Isaac rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you don't. You have //one// friend like Isaac." His voice turned into this stupid mock whisper and he leaned towards Jared conspiratorially. "It's me, by the way."