They don't play to win. They play to hurt.
Sterling Academy's irresistible reputation all came crashing down last year when a list of the 'top thirty girls too...' had been anonymously published.
Now recovering from the pits of hell the media dragge...
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SAGE EVANDERS IS grinding on me. I repeat Sage Evanders is grinding on me whilst I'm seated in a chair at Lotus Hellborn's place.
I'm completely taken aback and honestly I don't know what in my life has put me in this specific situation, but I'm finding it very hard to come up with reasons to distaste it.
My hands are on his bare skin, feeling up his firm torso. I look up at him from beneath my lashes, licking my lips subconsciously.
Sage only grins in response, "I told you all eyes would be on you, you don't need a stupid costume to have everyone look at you, Amber." He whispers into my neck and I can tell by the uproar of the crowd everyone is loving the sight — secretly, I am too.
Though Sage is right, I'd been so upset when Alfred — my stylist — had cancelled on me last minute. We were supposed to pick out my costume together last week, but he'd kept pushing back until 'someone more important' came up and he went to style them instead.
I told him I didn't care if he had another client, I was his main priority — He was getting paid enough to live a great life through me and what does he do? Abuse his privilege, that's what.
I'd been so incredibly angry that Sage had suggested we'd go shopping together, after noticing my foul mood. I hadn't originally planned going as a couple if I'm being completely honest, but Sage is ambitious, and it is cute.
All I have to do now, is get that key from around his neck and open that box whilst this ambition lasts. I'm not stupid I know I'm on a time limit when it comes to him.
When the chorus comes about Sage is looking at me with heavy lids, his blue eyes zoning into my mouth.
"Sage," I murmur, as lowly as I can but loud enough for him to hear.
He nods, completely transfixed. My stomach does a little flip, I motion for him to come forward with my finger. He moves closer, "I know how to make them go wilder," I say, keeping an eye on him as he pulls back, raising a brow. I have my eyes fall to his lips and stay there for a long moment.
When I look back up again, he's nodding as if conversing with himself and agreeing upon something.
"You sure?" He asks, the screams surrounding us deafening me a little bit.
I nod in response, trying my best to calm down the heat blazing in my cheeks. If anything, I hope everyone thinks I've done a bad application of blush.
"Why? Aren't you?" I make it seem like a dare, entice him with the challenge. Sage's blue eyes shine underneath the strobes of flashing lights.
