Rylie's POV

Blake and I stepped out of the closet where we'd been and almost immediately, I felt everyone's eyes on us. Most of the girls had murder in their eyes and I felt intimidated.

Just then, I felt Blake slip his hand into one of the back pockets of my pants. Almost immediately, I froze. Everyone was staring at us but I didn't mind.

Faking a smile, I leaned in and whispered fiercely, "Rule number two. Rule number two!"

Leaning in as well, he said, "If we want to make this work, we have to make it believable. Now quit acting like a weirdo and give me your backpack."...