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Chapter 30: The Handbook on This Girlfriend Thing
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2026-07-23 00:05:47
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Taming the varsity player CHAPTER 35
ELOISEThe heavy wrought-iron gates of the Weller estate clicked shut behind the slick black SUV that had dropped me off from my shift. Chad sat in the front passenger seat, his long legs cramped against the dashboard, while Jake casually tapped his fingers against the steering wheel to the rhythm of a low hip-hop beat playing through the speakers."I'm telling you, El, the look on the guy’s face in the shop was priceless," Jake chuckled, glancing at me through the rearview mirror with a wide, teasing grin. "Mike looked ready to commit a felony over a five-second hug. Classic.""He didn't look that bad," I murmured, a soft flush rising to my cheeks as I adjusted my tote bag against my lap."Oh, he did," Chad chimed in, turning around in his seat with a smirk. "If we hadn't been parked down the street keeping an eye out, Mike probably would’ve dragged that poor administrative kid out by his graphic tee. But don't worry. Tonight is about behavior modification. He’s trying to be a g
Taming the varsity player CHAPTER 34
ELOISEMy fingers flew across the screen as I brought up Mike's chat, my heart hammering a chaotic, joyful rhythm against my ribs. The adrenaline from the Vanguard Scholarship email was still making my hands shake, and since my mom’s phone was locked away for her shift, Mike was the only person in the world I wanted to share this with.Instead of typing, I tapped the microphone icon, holding it down as I stepped toward the back corner of the boutique, away from the brass counter."Mike! Oh my god, you won't believe it," I whispered into the phone, my voice cracking with a mixture of disbelief and pure, unadulterated excitement. "I just got the official email from the board. The Vanguard Scholarship... it got approved! I’m officially admitted, Mike! We’re going to college together. We’re actually getting out of here, out to the dream life we talked about. I’m about to scream out loud in the middle of the shop. Call me the second you get this!"I lifted my thumb, letting the voice
Taming the varsity player Chapter 33: The Velvet Hanger
ELOISE The brass chimes above the door of the boutique didn't just ring; they announced an arrival. I adjusted a rack of silk champagne blouses, pulling my posture into a straight, elegant line. This wasn't my first shift at the high-end boutique, and I had already learned to appreciate the quiet, sophisticated rhythm of the shop—the scent of lavender and expensive leather, the soft jazz playing from the hidden speakers. It was a pocket of the world where I felt independent, earning my own way in a tailored black vest and matching trousers. Then, the air in the room shifted. "I told you, Allie, the autumn line at this particular location has far better tailoring than the city branch," a voice clipped out, sharp, polished, and effortlessly wealthy. My stomach dropped into a cold, hollow pit. I didn't need to look up to recognize the authoritative tone. It was Mrs. Weller. And standing right beside her, holding a quilted Chanel handbag like a shield, was Allie Grace. "You’
Taming the varsity player Chapter 32: The Midnight Manifesto
ELOISE The grandfather clock in the distant main foyer of the Weller manor chimed 12:00 AM, its heavy, resonant strokes echoing across the dark, manicured lawns. In the quiet isolation of the estate's guest house, I sat cross-legged on my twin bed, my heart executing a nervous, frantic rhythm against my ribs. I lived completely alone in this small space, a fact that usually gave me a sense of peace, but tonight, the silence felt thick enough to suffocate. I was dressed in soft grey pajama shorts and a simple tank top, my rich hair thrown up into a messy bun. The only light came from the dim, amber glow of my desk lamp, casting long, intimate shadows across the walls. Tap. Tap. The sound against my window glass was so quiet I almost missed it. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Sliding off the bed, my bare feet pressed silently against the hardwood floor as I crept toward the glass. Pushing the white blinds aside, my eyes widened. Standing in the dark shadow of the r
Taming the varsity player Chapter 31: The Translation of Silence
ELOISE The morning sun cut through the tall pine trees of the Weller estate, casting sharp, golden slats of light across my bedroom floor. I stood in front of my full-length mirror, a quiet, unfamiliar confidence humming beneath my skin. The words of Clara and Sarah from the boutique hadn’t just stayed with me; they had catalyzed something new. For the first time, I wasn’t pulling on an oversized shroud to hide from the world. Today, I wore the new emerald-green ribbed knit dress I had received from the boutique. It hugged my frame elegantly, accentuating my waist and falling into a clean, sophisticated silhouette. I had spent extra time on my hair, letting the rich waves frame a face that was finally glowing with self-possession. I looked beautiful. I looked like a girl who belonged in the front row of life, not the shadows. But as I grabbed my backpack, the heavy knot from the previous afternoon tightened in my chest. “Why are you telling me?” Mike’s cold, unreadable face
Taming the varsity player Chapter 30: The Handbook on This Girlfriend Thing
ELOISEThe matte-black sports car rolled through the heavy, ornate iron gates of Oakridge High at exactly 7:42 AM.For the first time in five years, I wasn't walking the long, dusty coastal road alone, my face buried in a faded canvas jacket. I was sitting in the front passenger seat. The interior of the car smelled of fresh rain, expensive leather, and Mike’s signature cedarwood cologne. In the back seat, Chad and Jake were carrying on their usual chaotic, unbothered post-weekend banter, tossing a spare basketball between them and arguing about a play from Friday night’s game.But as the car pulled into the senior parking lot, the reality of the morning hit me like a bucket of ice water. Hundreds of students were milling around the courtyard, and the moment Mike’s recognizable car engine purred to a stop, dozens of heads snapped in our direction."Hey," I whispered, my fingers locking tightly around my backpack strap as I looked at the sea of eyes waiting for us. I turned to Mike
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