Kehlani found Zeke, a twitchy boy with a neon green hoodie that matched hers and a meme collection on his phone that could power a small fandom. “Beat it. Kassie scanned the geeks, her eyes narrowing with irritation. Her long legs looked endless, thanks to the mile-high stilettos she’d begrudgingly picked out. “It’s called strategy, Bailey. The room was silent except for her harsh breaths. “Do you want a ride?” she offered. Kassie was standing outside, her arms crossed over her chest, a scowl etched into her perfect features. She wore a deep burgundy leather jacket over a skintight black dress and ankle boots that clicked with every step. “You’re dressed like you’re about to walk the fucking runway for Vogue or VS.”
Kassie rolled her eyes at her friend. And it’s been paying off—I’ve been getting some pretty big opportunities lately.”
“Oh, really?” Jake leaned in, his curiosity piqued. The next day at school, Kassie stormed down the hallway with purpose. She had a bored expression on her face, earbuds in, but she nodded at Kassie in a
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