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Chapter 1

Courtney

Bodies grind up against me as I search out my best friend’s hand Where the hell is she? Onethe sweatiest bodies known to h the crowd had sed her She’s just…gone

“Brylee?” I call out over theshe hasn’t wandered off or been stolen away by some dude with a man bun After all, she has drunk way too much to be left out on her own at a party like this If she has wandered off, then I better start searching Brylee has a slight habit of snooping and getting herself into trouble at parties like this

We start our senior year on Monday oodbye to the incredible summer we’ve just had, and hello to another year of hell

I guess ‘hell’ is taking it too far, but when you’re a student at Broken Hill High and have guys like the Ryder brothers and skanky cheerleaders to constantly watch out for, it’s not exactly a walk in the park

Brylee’s hand coernails digging intomauled by a bunch of too drunk football players

I grab hold of Brylee and give her a hard yank, pulling her away fro her out of the room and into the kitchen “Did you see that?” Brylee hoith laughter “Those guys were so hot”

“Those guys were not hot,” I tell her “They were two seconds away fro” Brylee’s brow arches in curiosity and intrigue and I shake my head “Don’t even think about it”

Brylee is a good girl, and not just the ‘listen in class and irl She’s a full-on acade into Yale her whole life She’s the kind of good girl who’s plan B for school is freaking Harvard Me? I’ll be lucky if I get into coe, but if I do, I’m sure it’ll be by accident

As we make our way into the kitchen, I find Tora and Brooke currently acquainting themselves with the drinks table and they twirl around just as we reach the her ar the same with Brooke