Stasi woke up with a start, her mind racing. The revelations about her family's dangerous connections had kept her up most of the night. She glanced at her phone, the screen lighting up with a message from Clary. They had planned to meet for coffee and catch up before school, but now Stasi wasn’t sure if she could put on a brave face.
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Her family had always been shrouded in mystery, but discovering the extent of their criminal activities had shaken her to the core. It was no wonder her father had been so secretive all these years. She felt like she was living in a nightmare, unable to trust anyone around her.
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As she got ready, her thoughts drifted to Clary and me. Clary was the only friend she had grown up with, but I was a recent addition who had rapidly grown on her. Clary was her anchor, the only constant in her life. But now, she questioned if she could confide in her about the darkness that surrounded her family. She needed to protect herself and the people she cared about, but the weight of the secret was suffocating.
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She could only trust Clary to an extent, as she knew all too well about her friend’s devious and manipulative nature. Clary was always a wildcard—unpredictable and sometimes even ruthless in her ambitions. Stasi worried that if she confided in her, Clary might use the information against her or, worse, desert her in this dark time.
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Then there was me. Stasi felt a kinship with me, sensing that I had my own demons to battle. I was reserved and guarded, but Stasi saw glimpses of the pain I carried. She wondered if I had any idea about the turmoil in her own life. Perhaps I would understand her plight better than anyone.
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Stasi took a deep breath, trying to steel herself for the day ahead. She would meet Clary, but she had to tread carefully, revealing nothing that could put her or her family in jeopardy. The only way to survive this was to stay vigilant and trust no one, not even those closest to her.
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Stasi arrived at the café, spotting Clary at a corner table. She forced a smile and waved, making her way over. As she approached, she saw me walking in, looking as if I’d just stepped out of one of my own restless nights.
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"Hey, Kaye," Stasi greeted, hoping to mask her anxiety. "Didn't expect to see you here."
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I offered a half-smile, shrugging slightly. "Couldn't sleep. Thought I'd join you guys."
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Clary looked up, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Morning, Kaye. We were just about to order. Want anything?"
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The three of us settled into our seats, the familiar routine providing a small comfort to Stasi. As we sipped our coffee, the conversation drifted from school gossip to our plans for Valentine’s Week. But beneath the surface, each of us carried secrets and struggles we couldn’t yet share. Stasi and I had quickly grown fond of each other, even though Clary was the one to put the group together.
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"Do you remember that time when we tried to sneak into the old carnival grounds at night?" Stasi said, giggling at the memory.
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I laughed, shaking my head. "And we got chased by that creepy security guard who kept yelling about trespassers! I thought we were done for."
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We both burst into laughter, the tension momentarily lifting. Clary watched us, her smile tight, a flicker of jealousy in her eyes.
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"Yes, yes, you two are hilarious," Clary interjected, her voice sharp. "But we aren't exactly the most popular group at school. Instead of being silly, maybe we should brainstorm ideas to get invited to a Cuthbert party."
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Stasi and I exchanged a look, the mood shifting. I knew Clary’s obsession with the elite crowd often stemmed from her insecurities and the immense pressure her family placed on her. But it didn’t make her outbursts any less annoying.
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"Honestly, Clary," I said, trying to keep my tone even, "I’m not really interested in becoming part of the Cuthberts' inner circle. I mean, Wiley is friends with them, and that's enough for me."
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"Yeah, same here," Stasi added. "We're already popular enough. We don't need their approval."
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Clary rolled her eyes, clearly frustrated. "You guys just don't get it. Being part of their group could open so many doors for us."
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Stasi sighed. "Clary, I get that you want to fit in with them, but we're not the same. We're fine as we are."
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Clary’s face hardened. "Fine, whatever. I just thought we could aim higher instead of being content with where we are."
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The tension hung in the air, but I chose to say nothing for the sake of the friendship. We all had our own battles, and Clary’s obsession with the elite was her way of coping with her family’s pressures. But it was moments like this that reminded me why Stasi and I had grown closer—we valued authenticity over status.
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"Hey, we should all do something fun together," Stasi suggested, trying to lighten the mood. "Forget about Valentine's Week and just have a good time."
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I nodded, a small smile forming. "Yeah, that sounds good. We could all use a break."
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Clary agreed, though her enthusiasm seemed forced. For a moment, I felt a flicker of hope, knowing that despite our secrets and differences, we still had each other.
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We finished our coffee and headed out of the café. Stasi unlocked her car, and we all climbed in. Normally, I would have driven with my brother, Wiley, but today was different. It felt odd, being out of my usual routine, but I tried to embrace the change. The drive to school was filled with light chatter and the radio playing softly in the background.
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As we approached the school gates, Clary brought up the incident that had been lingering at the back of my mind.
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"So, Kaye," Clary began, her tone casual but probing, "are you scared to face the repercussions of your little maze incident with Coach Byrd?"
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I glanced at her, trying to gauge her intent. "Not really," I replied, keeping my voice steady. "I warned him not to engage. He chose to ignore it."
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Stasi chuckled softly. "Yeah, that was pretty badass. But you know they're not just going to let it slide, right?"
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I shrugged. "We'll see what happens. I'm not about to lose sleep over it."
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Clary sighed, shaking her head. "Well, just be careful. They're probably looking for a reason to make an example out of you."
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"I'll be fine," I assured her, though a part of me couldn't shake the unease gnawing at my gut. The repercussions were inevitable, but I wasn't about to let fear dictate my actions.
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We parked and walked through the school hallways, whispers and curious glances following me. It was clear that the maze incident had become the talk of the school. I could feel the weight of their stares, but I held my head high, determined not to let it affect me.
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"Here we go," Stasi muttered as we reached our lockers. "Just another day in paradise."
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I smiled at her comment, grateful for the brief moment of levity. Despite everything, I knew I had friends who had my back. And that, at least, was something I could count on.
As the day wore on, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me. After lunch, a note slipped into my locker confirmed my suspicion: "Meet me in the old music room after school. We need to talk. -Jae"
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My heart raced as I read the note. What could Jae possibly want to discuss? I decided to go, curiosity and anxiety mingling within me.
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Stasi was heading to her next class when she bumped into Joey. I noticed them as they both laughed at the awkward encounter, but something lingered in the air between them.
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"Hey, Stasi," Joey said, his voice softer than usual. "Can we talk for a minute?"
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"Sure," Stasi replied, curious. "What’s up?"
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They stepped aside, finding a quiet corner in the hallway. Joey glanced around, making sure no one was listening.
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"Look, I know Kat can be a bit intense," Joey began. "But I just wanted you to know that I... I really like spending time with you. There's something about you that feels different."
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Stasi's heart skipped a beat. Was Joey hinting at something more? She felt a mix of excitement and guilt, knowing well Kat’s feelings and her immense jealousy when it comes to Joey.
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"Thanks, Joey," Stasi said, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "You’re not so bad yourself."
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When the final bell rang, I tried to make my way to the old music room, a space rarely used and perfect for a secret meeting, but I was pushed into the courtyard by the students.
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The buzz of anticipation filled the air as students gathered in the courtyard. Word had spread about a planned prank, and everyone was eager to see the elite crew's latest spectacle.
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Wiley and his friends stood on the balcony, their presence exuding power and dominance. Aaron smirked as he gave the signal, and a bucket of bright red paint tipped over, drenching Mr. Thompson, the new math teacher, in front of the entire school.
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Laughter erupted from the crowd, but I felt a pang of discomfort. This was power wielded mercilessly, and it reminded me of the darker side of our seemingly perfect lives.
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As I glanced up at the balcony, my eyes met Wiley's. I didn't hide my disappointment, my gaze piercing through the mask he wore. "Really, guys? This is so childish," I called out, my voice carrying across the courtyard.
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A hush fell over the crowd, whispers of shock rippling through the students. No one had ever spoken up against the elite crew before. Kat, ever the defender of her friends, stepped forward. "Oh, come on, Kaye. It's no different than what you did to Coach Byrd."
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I shook my head, refusing to back down. "There's a huge difference, Kat. I acted in self-defense. This—this is just bullying."
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Aaron's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer to the edge of the balcony. "You know, Kaye, the only reason you're immune to our pranks is because of your relationship with Wiley. Don't think you're untouchable."
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The crowd shifted uncomfortably, torn between their fear of the elite crew and their newfound admiration for me. I could see the crew didn't like how the crowd was appealing to me.
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Aaron smirked, looking at the crowd. "Come on, admit it. You all thought it was funny. Don't let Kaye's little speech ruin your fun."
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There was a pause, the tension thick in the air. Slowly, some students began to nod and murmur in agreement, pressured into submission by the elite crew's dominance. My heart sank, but I held my ground.
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"You might be able to intimidate them," I said, my voice firm, "but you won't silence me. This isn’t about fun—it's about respect."
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The crowd’s whispers grew louder, a mix of admiration and uncertainty. For the first time, the elite crew's power seemed to waver.
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"You all can keep playing your power games," I added, turning to leave. "Fine, I’ll be your reckoning."
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As I walked away, I felt a strange sense of pride. Maybe, just maybe, standing up to them would make a difference. And for the first time in a long while, I felt a glimmer of empowerment and motivation. I dipped into the hallways and ended up at the old music room. Jae was already there, pacing nervously.
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"Hey," I said softly, my annoyance surpassed as I stepped inside.
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Jae looked up, relief and tension visible in his eyes. "Kaye, I'm glad you came."
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"What’s this about?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
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He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I wanted to apologize for yesterday. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I... I was just surprised by my own feelings."
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I frowned, unsure where this was going. "What do you mean?"
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Jae took a step closer, his eyes locking onto mine. "I'm attracted to you, Kaye. But I can't act on it because of Wiley. He's my friend, and I don't want to betray that trust."
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The confession hung in the air between us, a mixture of shock and warmth spreading through me. "I... I didn’t know," I stammered. "I didn’t mean to cause any trouble."
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He shook his head. "It's not your fault. I just wanted to be honest with you, to clear the air."
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I nodded, appreciating his honesty. "Thank you, Jae. I appreciate it."
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Just then, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Stasi: "Hey, I'm waiting for you in the parking lot."
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I looked back at Jae. "I have to go. Stasi's waiting for me."
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He nodded, understanding. "Of course. Let's talk more later, okay?"
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We stepped out of the old music room, the atmosphere still tinged with the weight of our conversation. As we made our way down the hall, we suddenly bumped into Graeme Yorkley.
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Graeme's eyes flickered to Jae before settling on me. "Sorry about that," he muttered, his tone tense.
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"It's fine," I replied, noticing the way Jae's jaw tightened at the sight of Graeme.
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"See you around, Stone," Graeme said, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before he turned away.
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I glanced at Jae, whose eyes were still fixed on Graeme's retreating figure. "Do you know him well?" I asked, sensing there was more to the story.
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Jae's expression softened slightly as he looked back at me. "We have a history. It's... complicated."
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I could tell that was all he was willing to share for now. "Okay. Thanks for being honest with me, Jae."
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"Anytime," he said, his voice sincere.
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As we walked away, the encounter with Graeme lingered in my mind. There was clearly a lot more beneath the surface, and I couldn't help but wonder what had happened between them.
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I headed towards the parking lot, where Stasi was waiting in her car. As I approached, I saw her wave. "Ready to go?" she called out.
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"Yeah, let's get out of here," I replied, climbing into the passenger seat.
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As we drove away, my thoughts drifted back to Jae, Graeme, and the secrets everyone seemed to be hiding. It felt like I was only scratching the surface of a much deeper mystery.
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