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.
Small Steps
Ella POV:
Sitting through class with Jason next to me was like trying to ignore an overly excited puppy. For once, he was keeping his hands to himself, which was a relief, but that didn't stop him from bombarding me with questions.
"What color is your gown?" he kept asking, as if my answer would solve all the world's problems.
Why does it even matter? I thought, rolling my eyes. "Just wear whatever you want, Jason," I said, brushing him off for the hundredth time. But he was persistent, as if coordinating our outfits was some kind of life-or-death situation.
"Come on, El, just tell me. I want to match," he insisted with that annoyingly charming smile. Argh. This guy.
I managed to hold back a sarcastic retort when, just in time, the lecturer finally wrapped up the class. As everyone started packing their things, the professor made an announcement that caught my attention.