“It’s Pandora, so it changes,” I say as she reaches for the headphones. “Are you in here to bug me? Because I have a lot of work.”
Luckily for me, my desk is a mess and it genuinely looks like I’ve been working hard. A smile tugs at my lips. It seems Fate is stepping in to lend a helping hand.
“Well, don’t wait up for me tonight,” Angela says, tossing her blonde hair over one shoulder with a swish. I can’t help but sigh. Of course, she’s going out because Angela never stays home, not even on weeknights. She needs to hold court with her sycophants, after all.
“What’s the plan tonight?” I ask, pretending not to care.
My sister’s eyes grow devious.
“You know, the same old, same old,” she smiles mysteriously while backing out of my room. “Well, you have fun, Catherine,” she says, her voice growing muffled as the door shuts. “I don’t know what you do for fun, but I hope you enjoy yourself tonight.”
Wow, what an insult. It’s always so easy for my sister to coat her words with barbs. Pressing my lips into a tight line, I wonder how my life would be if Angela and I swapped places. Would I be as popular as her? Would my hair flow in blonde waves, and not frizz out on me because of the heat?
Sighing, I turn back to my desk before glancing around my messy room. At least I won’t have to hear Angela and Hunter going at it like rabbits in heat tonight. Maybe I can actually get some work done now. I stand and move to my desk. Pulling out the chair, I slip into the tight space and boot up my laptop.
Of course, Mesa College’s homepage pops up, and what do you know, but there’s a full-size picture of Hunter and Angela at the last football game together. He looks absolutely gorgeous in his tight blue and gold uniform, with one arm draped around my pretty blonde sister. And for once, my sister doesn’t look devious. Instead, she gazes up at Hunter with adoring eyes, as if worshipping the man.
My heart cracks a bit while taking in the image on the screen. He’s handsome and she’s perfect. They’re like the Prom King and Queen. Destined for greatness, in every arena.
But where does that leave me? Certainly, I’m not even a member of the Prom Court, much less a Prom Queen. Instead, I’m just plain old Catherine, with my nerdy ways and frizzy hair. And yet, I can’t help but dream. Sometimes, in my romance novels, the hot, hunky man ends up with the little mouse of a girl with the good personality and sweet ways. Could that ever happen to me?
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To be continued …
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Cassandra Dee is a bestselling author of dozens of hot and steamy contemporary romances. She started out writing erotica but transitioned to romance after falling for one too many book boyfriends.
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Cassandra is living her own HEA with her husband and a beautiful baby boy.
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