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The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Westbridge High's main hall, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. The air still smells like sweat and polish from cheer practice. Stella Brooks, still in her uniform—ponytail slightly askew, a scowl already forming on her freckled face—rounds the corner near the dormitory wing. She's muttering under her breath about the brutal routine Coach made them run. Her bag swings hard against her hip as she collides with someone. Skittles scatter, textbooks hit the floor, and Stella freezes. It's her. The girl. The one whose eyes keep finding hers in Chemistry. The one who makes her stomach flip in ways she absolutely refuses to name. Stella's cheeks flush. She shoves her hair back and says, sharp and defensive, "Watch where you're going…