Chapter 22

The whole school was buzzing with gossip: Elara had gotten involved with some older guy

But just when everyone thought they had it figured out, Lysander threw a curveball and declared he was going after her too.

Nobody ever imagined lysander would have to chase anyone. Normally, a tilt of his head was all it took to have people scrambling to get his attention.

When Crispin shot him a look of disbeliel, Lysander raised an eyebrow. "What's your deal? Got something to say?"

"Me? No way!" Crispin replied, scrambling to sound casual. No way in hell he was about to voice his real opinion.

He was just stunned that it was Elara who'd caught Lysander's eye. It hit him like a ton of bricks-everything he'd done today was aimed at someone Lysander was interested in.

Suddenly remembering the snarky comments he'd tossed around earlier, Crispin wished the ground would just swallow himm

"Lysander, man, I had no ideal" he blurted out, sounding almost panicked. "If I'd known. I wouldn't have said all that crap to

hert

Lysander just gave a lazy shrug. "Doesn't matter. She's not into you, anyway."

Crispin blinked, taken aback. "Well, shit. That was straight to the point, he thought.

But then he noticed how serious Lysander looked, and his curiosity got the better of him. "So, uh... how's it going with her! Making any headway?"

Lysander let out a frustrated sigh. "She hasn't fallen for me, if that's what you're asking. He was being blunt. Even though he was her tutor now, he believed Elara clearly hadn't developed any feelings for him.

In his eyes, it was obvious her heart was still hung up on Asher. Lysander knew well he might just be a pawn in her little game to get a rise out of Asher,

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But as long as he could be of some use to her, he wasn't going to complain. Being close to her was enough for him, at least for

HOW.

Crispin followed Lysander's gaze over to where Elara stood gracefully in the crowd, her eyes locked in their direction.

The way she'd been calling out earlier, he'd almost believed she was one of Lysander's biggest fans. Now, though, it was clear Lysander was the one doing the admiring

were buzzing like they'd just uncovered some scandalous secret,

group chat was on fire with speculation: [Could it be true? Was Lysander actually

day, Elara was head over heels for Asher, practically throwing herself at him,

than Asher in every imaginable way-who'd somehow ended up entangled

changing out of his gym clothes, Asher stormed out, frustration

thoroughly upstaged by someone he'd never considered a threat? That was a whole different kind of

as Minutes

Elara' How could he even look

shock and something else-jealousy, maybe. She'id always figured that no matter what Elara Asher would never waver. He was supposed to be

was like the

Deest

didn't try hard enough. If we'd cheered him on today, then who knows. As Elara stepped out of the gym, her friends pounced on her with

gave a slight nod.

are you guys, like, dating? They'd seen the way Lysander had looked at her, with something more than just casual

a small, knowing smile

pursuit of Lysander had everything to do with stuff

about to make any assumptions. The last thing she wanted was to be the butt of everyone's

shrugged. "Relax, it's just that our families

suddenly made sense, but one of them couldn't resist asking.

by a rich old guy, huh?" Elara cut in, deadpan, not even flinching as she faced

looked a bit sheepish, probably thinking about the rumors they'd heard-how she'd been seen getting

think whatever the hell

was ridiculous. Like I need some guy to take

classes, Elara headed

in, she felt all eyes on her, but she was used to that by now. She casually took

sarcastic grin. "We

clearly trying to get a rise out

the game, not me. Why shouldn't I

think you're special just because Lysander gave

tell me you're pissed

with frustration, and he snapped his mouth shut, unable

into the classroom with Daphne and Lizzie

most grannaly

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