In Love With My Evil Stepbrother

Chapter 13

Chapter Thirteen I follow the direction of her eyes, and immediately recognize some familiar faces.

Walking upfront is no other than the school queen Valerie Vale, and next to her is Eason. She has her arm wrapped around his tightly, like she’s parading him around like a trophy. Eason’s face is calm, a bit aloof even. His eyes travel right pass the crowd, as if no one in this room is worthy of his attention. I’ve never seen him like this before. As far as I can recall, he’s never been scanty in showing his emotions around me. I wonder if he has always been like this in school.

There’re six or seven students behind them, including that red-haired boy James I met at the party. They walk towards the only empty table and sit down, while the others admire them in distance.

“Wow.” Katherine gasps besides me, “Intimidating, right?”

“I’ve seen worse.” That would be partly lying. But I don’t want to cave in just yet.

“Ok, enough of them,” Katherine snaps her fingers in front me to get my attention. “Now, the top one priority for you is to find a date to the ball. If you pull that one successfully, there’s still chance for you to salvage the situation.” “My date to what?”

“The homecoming ball! I can’t believe you forgot. Please tell me you have shopped for that?” “Oh.” I mutter, “Yes. I bought a dress.”

Which was paid by the very person sitting next to Valerie right now.

“OK one problem solved. Now you just need to find someone to take you to the ball.”

in frustration, “Can’t I just go alone?” I’m already

gasp in complete shock, “That would be

last thing I should worry right now is some

is completely gone now. I pick up my tray and wave Katherine goodbye. Out of habit, I take a quick glance at Eason’s direction, and that’s

chin on his right hand, while holding Valerie’s hand with the other. As we

fine with him walking in with Valerie and everything. Not jealous at all. But why does he have to smile at me? He must be so proud of himself. Having a popular girlfriend

curse and escape the

my mean classmates, as long as

a lot of time during class thinking about the homecoming ball. I know I have absolutely zero interest in this event, but Mr. Ramirez is an alumnus. He has already told me this morning

this thing. But what

be that pathetic loser sitting on the bench the

a deep breath and sign. My life would be so much better if Eason wasn’t

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to escape this hell and go back home, scoop a bowl of ice cream and call Jenna. I miss her so much. It

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