swand0ll
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 of 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 & 𝐕𝐢𝐯)
Rory Kavanagh. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. He's the total cliché of a popular jock with dimples of total sin-captain of the rugby team, ruthless on the pitch, and a total nepo baby.
Yet he's in a book club! Doesn't exactly reek of your classic stereotype, does he? But how would I know? I've only just got here.
Mr. Beau Gosse isn't what I expected from someone born with a silver spoon jammed down his throat. Catching his attention wasn't on my radar, but the eejit bulldozed right into my safe space anyway.
At least I have my letters. Call me an old soul, but aside from my paintings, they're my only real escape. Craziest part? My penpal and him happen to share the exact same name. Like some sick, twisted joke.
I just hope the similarities end there. I've got enough on my plate without inviting trouble from school royalty.
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Vivienne Wilkinson. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞. And my bet. Fucking hell, what'd I get myself into? I didn't ask for this-least of all getting tangled up with a girl with a lethal tongue and the face of a Bambi.
Jaysus, she's something. I shouldn't be hooked this hard, especially knowing her Ma's reputation. But I have to keep my end of the deal and make her fall in love with me. I mean, who even comes up with that shite?
Anaïs would understand. She's my pen pal, the girl I've been pining over for two years ever since we clicked. Her letters always arrive on old-timey parchment, cursive too. She's the only one who keeps me grounded, talks me down, and accepts every flawed piece of me.
Except she hasn't written back in two months. Something's wrong. I'll figure out what it is-preferably before I go and fall for a girl I know I shouldn't touch.