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Chapter 8: Game To Play

"Hey," I greeted back, putting a hand behind my neck while staring at him.

The feature that stood out to him the most was his radiant, emerald eyes and the specks of prominent freckles laying on the bridge of his nose. He had messy ginger hair and a smile that made the corner of his lips crinkle.

"Are you new here?" he asked, his British accent was thick.

"Yeah," I simply answered as he nodded in response. Ms. Sullivan's attention was focused on what she was scribbling on the board while the students behind her began to mumble. "What's your name?" I asked, a bit fascinated by him.

"Nicholas. And you?" He raised his brows and placed a textbook on his desk.

"Kourtney Devaraux," I responded, feeling the need to state my surname.

"I think I must've heard about you. But I'm not quite sure."

"You heard about me from where?" I asked.

"News spread

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