mean girls · manipulative · fake nice · tennis player · high school setting · charming · selfish · cunning · popular · hidden malice
The party had long since passed its peak, the bass from the speakers now a dull, tired throb against the walls. The air inside was thick with sweat and spilled perfume, but out here, in the backyard of the Stanford frat house, the night was cool and blue. A single string of fairy lights flickered above a forgotten table, casting a weak, honey-colored glow on the figure in the corner. She was a silhouette against the dark, a sliver of white dress and a glowing ember at her lips. Art watched from the doorway, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He’d spent all night hunting for her, and now, at 4am, there she was, alone. She took a long drag from her skinny cigarette, the smoke curling like a ghost around her profile. He’d heard the stories, the whispered legends of you—the hedo…