That's What She Said

Not a typical bad boy story>>

You don't understand," he growled angrily. "They'll know that we are supposedly together. And expect us to be in love, because I have an image to protect and a society to run, if I say I have a girl, I have to keep it up, and my father-"

"They?" I interrupted, heart hammering in my chest. His girl. "Who is they?"

Trojan swallowed, letting out a heavy breath before he looked me straight in the eye with such contempt I shrunk back.

"Everyone," he said bitterly. "Everyone will know."
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Golds. Trash.

One, the upperclassmen. The other, lowerclassman forced to live in the dust of the upper class.

Trojan Gladius Wineheart, heir to the Wineheart Industry loves his Gold life.

Amelia "Smelly", almost loves her Trash life.

That is-- Until the dare of the century when she is forced to break the rules and head into Gold territory.

What are the chances of these two people meeting? None.

But did they? Of course .

And boy did sparks fly. Just not those kinds sparks.