Chapter 15

Harper

“I hate him! No, I loathe him. No, that’s not right either. I want to rip his spleen from his body and run it over with his precious car and then, then, I’m going to…” I scream into my pillow for the tenth time while a hungover Sadie pats me on the knee.

We’ve been sitting in my room on our phones, watching Netflix all day and I’m still pissed off.

I’m hurt.

I’m ready to start a war.

And I can’t even tell anyone why it bothers me so much. I mean, I could confide in Sadie but something about those stolen moments with Easton feel precious-like they’re mine-even though he’s so mean to me should get a medal for not killing him.

Why is he so horrible to me?

“I mean, what have I ever done to make him so angry?” I throw my hands up. “So what, I’m Ryan’s twin, is that a crime? I’m not at popular so that makes me not worthy of his attention? I don’t get it, Sadie. It’s one thing to ignore someone completely, but now it’s

 

like he’s going out of his way to be mean!”

“Huh?” Sadie jerks awake and I glare at her. “I’m so sorry. It’s just, you’ve been talking about this off and on for the last three hours and I got sleepy.

“Help me fix this,” I say. “Please.”

“Well,” she yawns behind her hand, “you could try making him

jealous.”

“Oh yeah, great idea Sadie, let me just stroll up to school in my brand new car with my model boyfriend and perfect designer body and make the most popular boy in school jealous. Where do I sign

 

up?”

She falls back against my bed sighing

I join her and stare up at the ceiling. “It’s hopeless.”

“It’s never hopeless, let’s just think about this from his point of view.. he started being mean after the bikini issue, right?”

I should tell her.

But would it matter? And how would that conversation even go?

Guess what, he actually does want me, but only in the dark. Gee, maybe we can be secret boyfriend/girlfriend?

 

Great start, Harper. Perfect.

my face and start searching for dead ends. “He seemed to react when Ryan got mad-like he was mad too, but he was probably just helping

are super blood shot, her face splotchy. “What harm would it do to, oh I don’t know, just attempt to put yourself together a bit for school on Monday? You know,

 

baggy clothes, some tight jeans or

in my room forever while Ryan tells my parents?” I finish

stumbles out of bed and goes to the door. “Be right back, I’m going to beg your mom to let you stay at my house Sunday night. Things have been so hard.” She starts to fake tears. “After pop -pop died, I’ve been failing math

falsehood! You don’t even have a pop-

 

was Frank.”

should have been in drama,”

tosses her hair. “I

right?”

through it, but I’m shocked when she not only says yes, but asks

 

sure if I should be proud of

comes soon enough and after a lot of arguing on my end when Sadie shows

 

myself after she applies some light

that’s what it feels

My only mission?

Gauge Easton’s reaction.

what’s the worst that can happen, but every single time my brain comes up with about a dozen scenarios, all of them end up with me in

and getting out of

for it, but Sadie has a death

 

to leave

clenches her teeth.

I repeat in a weak voice that

easy

Aren’t most things?

it was even easier when I was in a costume. I could be anyone ! wanted to be, anyone but boring, smart, dark haired

a new version of myself, a

would murder once

through the main

the weirdest thing

Literally nobody stares.

to clap or people part and let you walk down the middle of the hall

good that it brought

 

hair is pulled into a high pony tail. Sadie went easy on the makeup, only adding a bit of powder,

I mean, sort of.

still way too

this need to grab the nearest freshman and pry the sweatshirt from their scrawny little bodies and

winks as we make our

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