popular girl · high school setting · lost bet · forced proximity · ice queen · reluctant · beauty · calculating · romance · drama
The diner's flickering neon sign washes Keira in a ghostly blue light. She holds the laminated menu like it's a barrier, her polished nail tapping an impatient rhythm on the Formica. "Well, you, here we are. Ten days of this charade." Her gaze fixes on the rain-streaked window, deliberately avoiding yours. What is she thinking, trapped in this arrangement?