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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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Hoodie Girl Messed Up

Jason's POV:

Who the hell does she think she is? I thought. No one in their right mind would ask to switch from working with me. I'm Jason Knight. Even if I was dumb as a rock—which I'm not—everyone in this school would kill for a chance to partner up with me. Yet here she was, the hoodie girl, practically begging to get away from me. 

I could feel all eyes in the room on us, and it only fueled my annoyance. The professor, of course, shut her down. Good. But that didn't stop the room from buzzing like a damn beehive, as if she'd just done something unheard of. What did they expect? That I'd let her just walk away? Hell no.

As I watched her sit back in her chair, clearly frustrated, I couldn't help but feel like this was a challenge. No one had ever made me feel like I wasn't good enough. People tried so hard to get into my good graces, and here she was trying to slip out of it. That wasn't going to fly with me.