“Everyone knows who she is. She’s little miss perfect. On the dean’s list, the honor society, president of the Social Club bullshit. Volunteers at charities and shit. Doesn’t party or do anything remotely fun.” He leans closer as he says, “Dude, if you’re thinking about trying to hit that… think again. She’s off-limits even to you, the mighty Saint Devereaux. “ That can’t be true because I’m fairly certain there’s not a single girl on this campus who’s insusceptible to my charm. I arch my brow. “Off-limits?” He nods, his lips twitching. “Yeah, so rumor is she has some kind of pact to stay a
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