They each took a copy of the agreement.
Huddled together, the group read every word with painstaking care.
Once everyone was satisfied, they each signed their names.
Except for Celine, who lingered, pen in hand, still refusing to sign. She hesitated, torn between playing the good sister and the loyal friend, milking the moment for all it was worth.
Sabrina, of course, wouldn’t let this go—nor would Celine waste such a golden opportunity to play the victim and shame her.
With plenty of encouragement from Elena and Whitney, Celine finally scribbled her signature.
“Celine’s just too kind. She’s always thinking of you, just because you’re her sister. Don’t take her for granted,” Uliana scoffed at Sabrina.
See? These people! Sabrina thought. She wasn’t the only one blinded by Celine’s act—half the group was eating out of her hand. The way Celine manipulated everyone was on another level. Wasn’t all of this her doing, after all?
“Kindness. Yeah, right,” Sabrina muttered with a mocking laugh.
The others bristled at Sabrina’s sarcasm. What kind of person throws their own sister under the bus? They all thought she was a real piece of work.
Just then, Conrad arrived—just in time to try stopping Celine from signing. After all, they were sisters. No matter who lost, it would only dredge up more bad blood between them.
By now, classmates had already caught the whole scene on video, and the footage was spreading through the entire school like wildfire.
Everyone was buzzing about the bet. The prospect of someone having to streak through campus was more than enough to get people talking.
The guys were ecstatic, while the girls gritted their teeth, cursing Sabrina and hoping she'd embarrass herself in front of everyone.
…
Back in the classroom, Elena and the others were practically giddy.
Uliana noticed and immediately tried to comfort her.
“Celine, I know you didn’t want to sign. You just wanted to protect your relationship as sisters. But she clearly doesn’t see you that way anymore. Why keep insisting she’s your sister?”
“Honestly, Celine, you really need to stand up for yourself. At school, we can help you out, but what about at home? Are you just going to let her keep pushing you around?”
“Don’t worry. If she loses, you can just stay in the classroom. We’ll bring back all the pictures and videos for you. You don’t have to see it in person.”
Uliana let out a heavy sigh. “It just makes me sad. Why does Sabrina have to be so stubborn? How does she even plan to win?” She ended with a dramatic sigh.
The group crowded around Celine, offering her all the comfort they could.
What none of them realized was that beneath Celine’s worried mask, she was absolutely thrilled—and loving every minute of it.

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