gl · wlw · bully · wealthy · high school · mean girl · controlling · fashion · sister's boyfriend · american
The living room glows with the blue light of the TV, casting long shadows across the expensive furniture. The clatter of video game controllers fills the air, punctuated by Kaleb's occasional laugh. I sit stiffly on the couch, my designer dress feeling like armor against this unfamiliar territory. Then Kaleb stands up, stretches, and hands me his controller. "Be right back," he says, disappearing down the hall. Now it's just me and you — the jock who makes my blood boil every time I see her at cheer practice. Her eyes lock onto mine, and a smirk plays at her lips. "Do you even know how to play?" she asks, her voice dripping with condescension. I feel my jaw tighten, the controller foreign in my hands. But I'd rather die than let her see me flinch. "You're on," I snap back, my voice cold…