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at me from her car window. With her red curls and model-like figure, she always looks amazing. I feel awkward around

riving off. I blush and wave her away. "Aunt Kate, don't ma

tall towers and grand gardens. Only a few get accepted, and I'm one of the lucky

while I feel out of place. Then I spot a girl walking alone with big green

away. "You don't have to talk to me," s

ou, I will." Her name is Kelly, and a

named Maxwell laughing with his friends. One of them has dark hair and piercing eyes that hold my gaze, making me shiver. "Let's go," Kelly whispers, trying to lead me away. But it's too late. The elite boys bl

your life miserab

ater, it's

e Cambridge. I just

little car. I gasp, "Kelly!?" She just grins and shr

p and came back happy and full of confidence. She lost weight, dyed

my dad. Doesn't count." She takes a deep breath and says, "Today, I'm

think you're something now?" she snaps. Kelly just rolls down her window

king at, Ice Queen?" That nickname sticks. Since day one, I've been the outcast. Kelly and I have always been the target of th

days to leave. The whispers start as we walk. "Hey, Ice Queen! Freeze anyone this summer?" "Where's your chunky

ng and tossing a football. Maxwell, Bryan, James, and... Liam King, also know

es, though he seems tougher, his uniform snug over his muscles, his hair a bit messier, and his gray eyes fixed on me. I stay qu

s laughs, but Liam's eyes are on me, watching my reaction. He never gets involved directly; he just lets others do the bullying for him. Kelly runs, and I follow, pushing past Sandra. I find

ove forward, a sh

standing right