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My tall, bald history teacher droned on, but I heard none of it. My heart was pounding so loudly, it drowned out every word. I didn’t want to meet them. Not today. Not ever. What rituals? They were probably just joking. I only spoke with Jaden. It has nothing to do with them. The final bell finally tolled, yanking me out of my spiraling thoughts. I grabbed my backpack and bolted, barely remembering to zip it. “I totally love Captain Alex. He’s so cool,” I heard a freshman say. “He’s amazing—did you see the way he dribbled everyone and still smiled at the junior team?” I shook my head. Of course they were talking about him. Alessandro. That jerk. And yet… the pride I feel hearing them swoon is unbearable. I know him. He’s rich, but not spoiled. Kind, but sharp. And God help me, I lov