Again, she bit back the laughter that was forming up in her chest, and then decided to release the boy's tie. The boy winked at her, and then left. Although he was a class below her, he was older in age, and really tall.

But Maeve cared less. She had finally used him to do as she pleased. To make Leo jealous.

Maeve felt pleased with herself at this. Had never been so relieved on the inside.

The bell rang for first period, and the students scurried away to their classes.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, then slipped out her mirror from her purse to look at her...