Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

JESS

1 WEEK AGO

Walking into school felt like stepping into a minefield. It had been a month since the pool party, a month since Luke had dropped me off with nothing but a searing stare. The memory still clung to me like a shadow, his intense gaze haunting my thoughts.

Laura's voice broke through the haze I was in as I navigated the crowded hallways. "Why is Tiffany so happy? New hair extensions?" Laura snorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

I glanced up to see Tiffany practically glowing with smug satisfaction. Just seeing her made my stomach churn. Before I could find a way to avoid her, she sauntered up to us, her smile wider than I'd ever seen-her pearly veneers shining. "Guess what, ladies?" Tiffany sang, her voice sickeningly sweet. "Luke just asked me to prom!"

My heart stopped. An icy chill spread through me, freezing me in place. Luke asked her to prom. My mind raced, a whirlwind of confusion and hurt. It was confusing for me because why the hell did I feel like this and hurt that I had no business feeling? I hadn't seen or talke him with Tiffany felt like a slap in the face, but I had no right to feel that way.

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"Isn't it amazing?" Tiffany continued, oblivious to my inner turmoil. "He's such a catch."

myself to keep my expression neutral, but inside, I was a storm of emotions. Anger, jealousy, and a strange sense of betrayal churned within me. How could he? And why did it bother me

grin lighting up his face. He held a bouquet of flowers, his blue

began, his voice loud enough to

you go to senior prom with

and whispers erupted around us as all eyes turned our way. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind reeling. For a split second, my gaze flickered across the room and landed on Luke. He stood there, seemingly impassive, his face a mask of indifference. It was like The sight of him acting so detached stung more than I wanted to admit. I forced myself to look back at Tom. His blond hair gleamed

the flowers from Tom, a smile spreading across my face, a little fake, but I hoped he didn't notice. "Yes, Tom," I said, my voice

and applause erupted around us

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chest, and I let him kiss me. It was chaste but still the most public affection I've

triumphant smirk slipping away as I agreed to go to prom with Tom. I let myself ba the small victory, ignoring the uneasy feeling gnawing at

and I allowed him to walk me to

I murmured, trying to

swirling inside me. "And Sam's going with a

to pass him, and

we passed by Luke. I could feel the