Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Tyler, you're not just messing with us, right? I mean, look at Fiona—she's all skin and bones. Is she really that tough?"

"If you don't believe me, go see for yourself. But don't say I didn't warn you-if you can't get out of bed for a week, that's on you."

The room went quiet. Everyone remembered that news story-Fiona had stabbed a creep's hand with a toothpick, quick and precise. Nobody wanted to risk ending up on the wrong side of her.

"We're a bunch of guys. Are we really going to pick on one girl? That's a bad look. If people find out, our reputations are done for."

Tyler just grinned and shook his head. "Honestly, you don't have to treat her like 'just a girl.""

Fiona was way more intimidating than anyone thought.

the same time, if you were good to her, she'd have your back-no

minds about Fiona. They realized judging someone by their looks was just

once a week. But they had to do it his way, no arguments. Honestly, it was

shot them dirty looks. All because the freshmen girls liked to make a scene, block the gym doors, and ruin everyone's

at? Acting like we're the problem. Who do

to

you wanted them, maybe try showing up earlier next time. It's not like there's only one basketball court at this school. And don't act like you guys never block doors-you're just as bad. Who

been bold because of her rich family, and most people didn't dare talk back. They just mumbled under their

If you're

that, Jane dragged Fiona inside, done with

her makeup. A couple of girls hovered around her, gushing over her perfect skin and expensive beauty products, acting like