The rest of the night had been free of drama, and I was relieved. Mason stuck close to me as he always did when I would attend parties, but I knew there were a ton of his friends who wanted his attention. For the most part, the friends from their school stuck close to each other. I wasn’t part of that group. Even though I was dating Mason, they still considered me as an Academite, their term for the snotty rich kids. That was fine. I was far from the normal economic status of my classmates, but I knew that wasn’t the real reason I hadn’t been welcomed into the group. Mason and Logan’s father was one of the wealthiest men in town, but they were accepted into any circle.
I wasn’t stupid.
The girls didn’t like me because I got Mason, who had been deemed unavailable except for the few times
