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So much for bonds of the sisterhood.

I don’t really know what to do now.

The room hushes as the test begins. Everyone is serious. Everyone wants to get a good score because we’re seniors now and every single grade matters. At this point in our academic careers, any mistakes are going to solidify our track to a bad college, and none of us wants to go to a bad school.

Especially me.

I need to do well on this.

Unlike the other rich-kids at Crescent Academy, I’m on a scholarship, and if I let my grades drop even a little bit, I’m going to lose everything I’ve worked for. I’ll lose absolutely everything and I’ll have nothing to show for just how much I’ve suffered these last four years. I don’t want to be here anymore than they do, but I’m here, and I’m stuck with it.

Am I going to let something as little as an embarrassing post coupled with a humiliating picture detract me from college?

No.

I can’t.

I close my eyes, shake my head, and reach for my paper.

I can do this.

Gavin

I SEE HER REALIZE WHAT’S happened just moments before the test, and a little smile spreads over my lips.

Good.

The little princess is about to fall just another rung down the ladder of royalty that is her life.

Serves her right.

She doesn’t belong here anymore and she needs to know it. The picture wasn’t my idea, but it was a good one, and I have my buddies to thank for it. They know just how much of a distraction Emilia is on my life and how desperately I want her out of it.

Emilia Riley is trash, and trash needs to go in the garbage.

“Quiet, please,” Mr. Wilson says. “Eyes down.”

I slump down a little bit more in my seat and start writing hastily. By the time I’m halfway through the exam, I’ve completely forgotten all about the look of devastation that played on Emilia’s face when she realized what happened this morning. Instead, I’m focused completely on acing the quiz. Mr. Wilson has really high standards when it comes to what he expects from his students, and I’m more than happy to meet those.

I’ve spent the last month preparing for this test. Hell, I’ve spent my entire life preparing for this quiz, so when I finally finish it and move to the front of the classroom to turn it in, I’m feeling pretty fucking good about the results.

“Thank you,” he says. “Have a seat.”

When we finish a quiz or an exam in Wilson’s class, we sit quietly and read until the class is over. I’m not going to do that today, though, because when I’m moving back to my seat, I catch a glimpse of Emilia Riley, and it does something fucked up to my cock. Her tear-stained face as she silently cries over her exam makes me instantly hard.

Yeah, I’m a fucking freak, but who cares?

I slide into my seat and pull out a book. I open it and pretend to read it, but I’m really watching her. She’s doing her best to take the test and to answer the questions about the literature we’ve been studying, but there’s no way she’s going to do a good job. Not on this. I made sure of that when I leaked the picture of her this morning. There’s no going back.

Her blonde hair hangs loosely over her face. Most people would assume she’s just focused on the test, but I saw her hollow eyes when I came back to my desk. Besides, I know Emilia Riley better than she knows herself. I know exactly what kind of person she is and exactly how to make her squirm.

“Five minutes,” Wilson announces, and she looks up sharply at him, obviously surprised there’s so little time left. She looks wildly around the room, as though she can’t believe the time is almost up, and she starts scribbling furiously on her paper. There’s no way she’s going to be able to finish in time. From where I’m sitting, it looks like she’s only on the second page of the quiz, which means that even if she gets a perfect score on what she did answer, she’ll be walking away with a 50%.

Take that, Emilia.

She won’t be so perfect after today. That pristine 4.0 GPA is going to plummet before the school-year ends, at least if I have anything to do with it.

The bell rings and everyone gets up and starts to file out of the classroom.


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