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.
Cramps Are Bitches
Ella's POV:
So, guess what? It was the 24th. And yep, Mother Nature decided to pay me her monthly visit, right on schedule. Fantastic. Just what I needed to cap off this already stellar day. At least the cramps waited until I was heading home to kick in, and they were—thankfully—bearable for the walk. Small mercies, I guess.
But oh, you want to hear about the real fun part? The part where I roasted Max and Dylan to within an inch of their fragile egos.
Let me set the scene. Max, ever the oblivious optimist, decided it was the perfect time to complain about how I never gave him a second date. A second date. Like, buddy, did you seriously think this was the moment to bring that up? And the way he said it, all pouty and indignant, you'd think he'd just asked me to donate a kidney or something.
So yeah, I reacted. Big time.