The Girl in the Hoodie is Mine
I had three simple rules: 1. Never remove the hood and mask. 2. Don’t attract attention. 3. Follow rule one and two at all costs. Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins. I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day. But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.
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Ella's POV:
Okay, waking up to a "good morning" text from Jason was not something I expected. Scratch that—it was something I didn't want to expect. I stared at the message on my phone, half-asleep, blinking like maybe I'd imagined it.
Jason: Morning, Ella. Don't forget to eat something before class. And don't roast me for this, I'm just being nice.
Nice? What? Since when did Jason become the poster boy for unsolicited morning advice?
I tossed my phone onto the bed and rolled over, burying my face in my pillow with a groan. The past couple of days had been... confusing, to say the least. Sharing meals with Jason, exchanging what could only be described as "pleasant banter," and even—dare I say—accepting his help with notes? What was happening?
"Maybe it's the cramps," I muttered into the pillow. "Temporary insanity brought on by hormonal imbalance. That has to be it."