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“Rhianna Blackwaters you have no family, no real talents, and no abilities. Only a pig and a serious lack of clothes.”
“But it was the principal who picked the pairs, not me.”
“Crimson magic,” he says with awe, like he’s seen something truly angelic. “Fuck me.”
“Spencer, you had hundreds of people cheering out there for you today, chanting your goddamn name. Who cares if I was there or not?” “I care,” he says, holding my eyes, his chestnut gaze softening. “I wanted you there.”

