Chapter 2Let Go of the Final Result

I whipped around in absolute panic.

When I saw it was my desk mate, Becca, I let out a massive sigh of relief.

"Shh!"

But she had already seen them.

"Oh my god. Asher and the popular girl? Randee?!"

My fingers curled into tight fists against my jeans. I gave a stiff nod.

"Wow, I never would have guessed they were a thing."

Becca lowered her voice and leaned in close to me.

"Honestly though, good for them. The hottest guy and the prettiest girl. It is basically charity for our average eyes."

I didn't say a word. I just nodded again.

"I just didn't expect Asher to go for the glamorous, high maintenance type."

"Plus, he is loaded and super generous. Dating him must be amazing."

"Ugh, the more I think about it, the more jealous I am of Randee. She actually locked down the guy every girl in school is obsessed with."

I stayed completely silent.

Noticing my blank stare, Becca looked at me in surprise.

"Sadie, why are you still staring at them?"

She leaned even closer, her tone suddenly turning conspiratorial.

"Do not tell me. Do you have a crush on Asher? Are you going through a heartbreak right now?"

My heart skipped a beat.

I snapped my head toward her instantly.

My voice came out half a decibel louder than I intended.

"What kind of nonsense is that? I do not like him!"

"Okay, okay, I was just messing with you."

She laughed and waved it off. "I know you are the ultimate good girl. Your brain only cares about AP exams and GPA."

"Alright, let's get out of here. Stop staring at them!"

"Randee has a private driver waiting for her, but if we stay any longer, we are going to miss the last bus!"

She grabbed my arm and dragged me down the stairs.

Hearing that we were going to miss the bus finally snapped me out of my trance.

I turned to follow her.

With my very last glance, I saw Asher bending down to pick something up for Randee from the corner of my eye.

The motion sensor light in the stairwell clicked off.

In the sudden darkness.

I finally blinked away the single tear that had been clinging to my lashes.