The Elites

The Elites

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❝Mysterious," he hummed in amusement. "I like it. Are you new then, mystery girl?❞ - High school is like a game of chess. You have to gamble the moves you make and risk the chance of checkmate. In Harrington, that isn't the case. No matter what moves someone could make - unless you were one of the Elites - you'll always face checkmate, just for pure pleasure and entertainment, because that's all they'll ever be; another pawn in their game. But that was before Candace. After her best friend was ripped away from Harrington due to her obsession with climbing the hierarchy, Candace knows that she has to do the same to them. One by one. And once she does, she'll finally rest. But what if destroying the Elites means destroying someone she cares deeply about too? - © Copyright 2020 of ImAWandererXO
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"There you go again. Letting your head get the better of you." Becca's eyes shot to his. "You can't hold back like that, not if you want it to feel real." Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. Yes, she'd stopped. She knew. But he spoke like it was so simple, like she was just some amateur afraid of the stage. He had no clue what this felt like, that it wasn't the scene that made her chest tight. It was looking at him. She put a full foot of distance between them. "I know how to act, Boris!" He stood there, unmoved. "Then show me." Her nails dug into her palms. No. She wasn't going to let him break her. She pulled her shoulders back, took a breath, and planted her feet. "Fine," she bit out. "This time...I'll finish it." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ When Becca Morgan walked through the doors of her old high school, she never expected to get pulled back into the world of theater. She also didn't expect Boris an intense and incredibly talented 18-year-old senior who gets under her skin. A single rehearsal is all it takes for things to get complicated, blurring the lines between the roles they're playing and the people they're becoming. 🎭 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕀'𝕞 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠...𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖, 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞? It goes much deeper than just desire. At its heart, the story is about the ache of getting older, wondering where the time went. It's about the messy, complicated search to find yourself again. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒

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