Matt Jack ripping off Rose's…no…Celeste's mask had ripped off Matt's as well. As he stared at the girl who had given him so many conflicted feelings, he wondered how he had missed all the signs before. Celeste's scent, one that he was as familiar with as his own, surrounded him. Had he been so blinded by love that he'd failed to recognize it when she was near him? How could he have possibly thought that she was a different person? A muscle ticked in hi
CelesteI had lost my freedom completely. I had lost Matt completely. I had lost all of my chances to be happy. It felt like my life was over and maybe it was.Jack didn't let me leave the house without an escort. He had spies all over the campus. I couldn't deviate from my normal schedule, even if it was just for a bathroom break, without getting an irate call asking me what I was doing.But that wasn't the worst consequence of being outed as Rose. I hadn't seen Matt since the ball and he was ignoring all of my calls and texts. It was like I had ceased to exist to him.
AlyxIt was finally his turn. He thought he would never get his chance, but Matt had made all of his dreams come true when he broke things off with Celeste in front of the entire school. The moment had been perfect.And now poor Celeste was an absolute wreck. It was such a shame that the only friends that she had were Fiona and himself. Such a shame, indeed.Honestly, though, it worked out in his favor. First with the scene from the ball and then that little display in the hallway, Alyx had little to fear from other competition. The other boys at the school were cowards.
Matt Matt stood beneath the swaying branches of one of the trees on campus, hidden in the shadows like a creeper. Which, technically, he kind of was. His eyes were fixed on Celeste, something he had found himself doing more and more lately.She moved gracefully, her laughter echoing through the clearing, but Matt's heart was heavy with a gnawing unease. She was with Alyx again. Matt couldn't help but resent the easy camaraderie they shared.They were becoming inseparable, and it ate at Matt's soul like a slow-burning fire. He was supposed to be by her side, not Alyx. Matt wasn’t sure why Jack even allowed them to be so close. He was too scared to ask. If he seemed too interested in Celeste, Jack would become suspicious.But each passing day was a searing reminder of how fucked up everything had become since the ball. And each passing day, Matt watched them share secrets, their laughter grating on his ears. He felt as if Celeste was drifting away on a current, leaving Matt stranded on
CelesteThe leaves painted the town in hues of amber and gold, casting a warm glow over the familiar streets of campus I had walked down a thousand times before. The crisp air held a promise of change and I had a feeling that I knew what that change was.As I strolled through the park, hands tucked into her hoodie pockets, I couldn't help but steal glances at the person beside me. Alyx, with his easy smile and sparkling eyes, had been a constant presence in my life for the past three months.We did everything together—coffee dates, movie nights, and long walks through campus when we both had free periods. Of course, Fiona had been at the movie nights, too. Jack would have never let me go if it had just been Alyx.I marveled at how Alyx had turned out to be such a sweet, dependable friend. He hadn’t made another move since the kiss in the stairwell. I felt like I could count on him for anything, from a shoulder to lean on to a listening ear in the late hours of the night. Usually after
JackJack watched from the shadows in the hallway, his jaw clenched in frustration. The air hung thick with tension as his sister and Alyx laughed as they walked side by side. They were close, closer than he'd ever seen Celeste with anyone before. And it irked him.He had always been protective of Celeste. He had to be because of what she could become. But this... this was different. Alyx was different. He was charming, intelligent, and seemed to genuinely care for Celeste. And it was driving Jack insane.But he couldn’t do shit about it. He was the one who had come up with this plan and he had to see it through. Because if he was right, if what he suspected was the truth, Jack was going to burn the campus and everyone in it to the ground.As he pushed himself away from the shadows, Jack's thoughts raced. He had to find out where Matt stood in all of this. Matt, his best friend since childhood, had been acting strangely ever since the ball three months ago. Jack wasn't stupid; he coul
CelesteI couldn’t believe that I was finally going on my first official date. And that Jack had completely okayed it. After that utterly awkward conversation, I had texted Alyx and told him everything. Well, not everything. Just the important part.We had immediately set up our date for Friday night. Just in case Jack went back to his usual self and changed his mind. I didn’t completely trust my older brother. Especially since he’d been lying to me for so long. I figured going on the date as soon as possible would be the safest option.I had no idea what we were doing though. Alyx wanted it to be a secret, a proper first date. He was even coming to pick me up in his car, even though both of us preferred walking. I did manage to get him to tell me what I should wear though.Fancy, but not too fancy. In other words, not my usual attire. I looked at my sparse closet. Most of the things I owned were oversized and not the sort of thing most girls my age would wear out and about.I bit my
MattThe night hung heavy with an oppressive stillness, broken only by the distant hum of city life. Matt stood hidden in the shadows, heart pounding, his breath a silent echo in the park. As much as he told himself not to do it, he couldn’t help following Celeste and Alyx around on their date. The sight made him sick to his stomach. It should have been him with her.They strolled down the sidewalk, laughter and flirtatious banter punctuating the cool evening air. Celeste's radiant smile, once meant solely for him, now danced across her face in Alyx's presence. It felt like a thousand knives, each twist of the blade reopening old wounds.Alyx, with his bed-tousled hair and confident stride, seemed to have charmed his way into Celeste’s world. Matt clenched his fists, resentment simmering beneath the surface. He should have been the one to take her hand, to share these moments. But he had let his insecurities build a wall, and now he was condemned to watch from the shadows.Just as Mat