Chapter 20 A Mess

I stare at my reflection. Hot? Smashable? Does she mean I have to be more popular now?

I turn to Cortney, shaking my head violently. “No. No. I don’t want any of that.” I’m already content that the boy I want desires me — even if it’s only in secret.

“Chancé.”

“Cortney, I’m serious. I don’t want to ...