the girls' faces flashing in her mind. A smirk tugged at

at it feels lik

world bent to her will. But as she sat on the library rooftop, waiting to make her next move

ffy. The Brotherhood do

usive, his public persona starkly different from what she'd been led to expect.

die," she muttered, chu

alk to yourse

tincts kicking in as she dropped into a fighting sta

of surprise and intrig

. Sorry, Miss Blonde, I

r eyes. "What did

mock surrender. "Your hair's blonde;

rfectly tucked-in uniform. He screamed harmlessly.

londe-" he gr

"Don't touch me. And stop c

so feisty. I'm Yolo, by the wa

ared at his ou

ontinued, sitting on the rooftop's edge, "you like my secret

row. "If it's off-lim

the same thing,"

e view was peaceful, and she hated to

Or at least, I did

maller than the elite Academy she'd attended last year, where every lesson-whe

king her thoughts, "there's

sharp as a blade. "What

. "I know what you did to

im pinned to the ground, her fist hovering abo

, Steffy! I'm not your enemy

row you off this

om. You, uh... let's say you gave those bullies a mak

fore releasing her grip. "Keep your mouth

ing off his uniform. "I'm not a snitch. I'm a

pped, but his goof

his pockets. "I won't tell an

She didn't have time for attachments. Not he

he question hang in the air as

uring the drive home. "I met this idiot on the library roo

in the rearview mirror. "Does m

t isn't killing the target-it's leaving behind an

eorge said bluntly. "Eliminate the

anticipate his moves. I need to stalk him and observ

George was right. The sooner Lucio was dead, the sooner she coul

at guy feels... fam

just some random kid. These days, t

r hidden beneath her jacket. George was right again. She