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.

at the same time, if you were good to

talk like that, all the guys changed their minds about Fiona. They realized judging someone by their looks was

the sparring, even though they couldn't join Fiona's self-defense classes, Tyler agreed to train with them once a

at the dorm, Jane linked arms with Fiona. As they walked, a bunch of students shot them dirty looks. All because the freshmen girls liked to make a scene, block

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

Fiona behind her, ready to go

It's not like there's only one basketball court at this

She'd always been bold because of her rich family, and most people didn't dare

tell you, don't try your crap on me. If you're mad, look in the mirror-stop blaming everything

Fiona inside, done with the shallow

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