The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0653

"Oh nooo," Jesse scolds, making me snap my eyes to him.

"What?" I ask, confused and a little worried. "What's wrong?"

"You're not hungry?" he says, eyes wide, gesturing towards my plate. "You, Ariel Sinclair, eater of fourth servings, are not hungry!?"

"What are you talking about - I eat a normal amount!"

"You're a complete pig!"

"Jesse!" I gasp, scandalized. "I so am not! I -"

"Ariel Cora Sinclair," he snaps, leaning forward to point at me as he narrows his eyes. "I have seen you eat three cheeseburgers in one sitting and double fries -"

"Rafe eats just as much!"

"Rafe is four times your size!"

I balk at my cousin, appalled but...a little unable to deny that it's true. I mean, I have a healthy appetite! What's wrong with that!?

long enough to translate Jesse to

I am deeply lost," Tony says, smirking and lounging

my gaze now, quite gentle, "is that it's

me a pig!" I growl, glaring at

and cute, and intelligent, and they like to eat," Jesse says, pressing a hand to his chest and starting

shake my head, looking down at my plate of food. But even

smile. "Seriously, we want to help. Before we all go into the Games tomorrow and hunt you down and shoot you

head, leaning back against the cushions. "I can't tell you

are

and I look

at me. "We love you, none of us want to date you, and we want to help. What's it going to take?" Ben and Tony look at me with very sweet, earnest expressions and I find that I actually do very much want to talk to them that it might help to

you two I can tell," I say, sighing and looking at Jesse and Ben. "But I can't talk to you about Luca," I continue, turning a little glare

a hand to his

say, crossing my arms and leaning back against the cushions, raising an eyebrow his way. Jesse likewise grimaces, turning to

back in his chair, grimacing a little. "I just... think he's kind of a dick and he deserves bad things and I...want to punch

I gasp-snatching a

and hurling it at his face. Satisfyingly, my shot lands precisely where I aimed it, probably because Tony doesn't yet have Sinclair-level pillow-attack reflexes. "That is so mean!

he gives me a sad smile. "And what the hell the Goddess was thinking