Chapter 4
Ever since Harper transferred to our school sophomore year, I’d lost count of how many times Tanner had broken
his own rules for her.
Maybe all guys were drawn to girls like that–pure and pretty in that effortless way.
During those months when I looked like death warmed over, buried in textbooks and test prep, Harper never seemed to have an off day. She’d wake up early for that perfect no–makeup makeup look, always polished and stunning.
Because of Harper, we’d fought countless times, endured endless cold wars.
I’d even convinced myself he was falling for her and tried to distance myself from him, determined to let go.
But every time, Tanner would find me and promise over and over: “Stop overthinking. Harper’s just a classmate, nothing more. Don’t read into it.”
“I’m just helping her out because she’s got it rough. Her family situation is complicated–people praise her to her face but judge her behind her back.”
I believed him.
Harper’s home life was genuinely messy, so I tried not to mind how close they were getting.
Besides, Tanner had never lied to me before. If he said he didn’t like her, I trusted him.
But gradually, without me realizing it, Tanner and Harper developed a whole world of secrets I knew nothing about.
And now, he’d even changed his college application for her sake.
How pathetic I must look.
My spiraling thoughts were interrupted by a text notification.
[Getting bold, aren’t you, Drielle? Blocking me? Wait till I get home. /angry]
Tanner had borrowed a friend’s phone to message me.
I promptly blocked that number too.
Checking the time, I grabbed my things and headed for school.
It was the final day for application submissions, and our teacher wanted one last meeting.
Traffic was heavy, and by the time I arrived, Tanner and Harper were already in the classroom.
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Chapter 4
Harper sat confidently in my usual seat next to Tanner.
When she saw me approach, she made no move to get up, her eyes gleaming with triumph.
Tanner acted like he hadn’t noticed, his expression stone–cold as he deliberately turned away to avoid my gaze.
He was clearly waiting for me to apologize first.
Forced to meet his gaze, I shot back: “You’re right, it is childish and pointless. So stop trying to make up with me.”
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