Everyone in town knew Grace Henderson. The pretty, effortless cheerleader with too many friends to count, boys practically lined up for a chance with her, “Baby G” to almost everyone at school, that name followed her through every hallway because of her older brother, Graham the beloved soccer captain everyone adored. But despite all the attention, Grace had only ever really let two boys matter. Alec Briggs was her first love, her middle school boyfriend who stayed until freshman year before becoming the boy who broke up with her because he didn’t know what he wanted in highschool, showing up every few months promising he’d changed and begging for another chance. Then there was Ryder St’Claire, the senior football captain, he was her on-and-off situationship since sophomore year, the boy who never fully chose her but never let her go either, always keeping her close enough to want more, he knew they looked good together, but he never wanted the actual label. But the one person Grace never considered was West Benson. Graham’s lifelong best friend. The quiet but social, and popular, teasing soccer player who’d been in her house since childhood, the boy who still called her by her childhood nickname, “gracie”, and acted like she was just his best friend’s little sister. At least, that’s what Grace convinced herself, and felt. What she never realized was that West had noticed everything, every breakup, every almost-relationship, every tear afterwards,every time she let the wrong boys have pieces of her while he stayed stuck on the sidelines. Because wanting your best friend’s little sister was the one line West never thought he’d cross… until his senior year made it impossible to keep pretending he didn’t want her at all.
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