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[color=darkgray][indent][indent]With the widest of grins on her face, Marisol hurried off behind Ryland, making sure to position herself at the vantage point of the majestic scene that she knew was about to take place. She pulled out her phone from the hidden pocket of her dress and started to record just as the music came to a screeching halt.

At first, their classmates looked equal parts annoyed and confused at why this nobody had the audacity to rudely interrupt their dance, and the collective feeling didn’t go away after his introduction. But when the boy apologized to Ariel, everyone’s mood shifted to curiosity, yet the short girl behind the cellphone camera couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Sure, she wanted her friend to be happy without caring about what anyone else might think. But she [i]also[/i] didn’t want her friend to be stuck in a toxic relationship with a guy who cheated on her and played mind games with her. In other circumstances, her concerns would be hypocritical considering how volatile her relationship with Sonny had been the previous semester, but Mari wanted to think she and her boyfriend were past that… Maybe.

Rolling her eyes, Marisol shifted her attention back to Ryland, who had just announced that this whole spectacle was aimed at Julie Macmillan. The redhead’s confusion only added to the charm of the whole thing, and Mari couldn’t help but snicker at how she and Chanel seemed to be searching for answers in each other. Yet before anyone else had time to react in any other way than gasps, Rye was serenading Julie with a mediocre rendition of that annoying Shawn Mendes’ song Mari hated so much. [color=brown][i]God, couldn’t he have at least chosen a better one?[/i][/color] the young woman thought, grimacing and shaking her head. She didn’t spend too much time dwelling on the atrocious track choice, because soon she was laughing in amusement and excitement as the tall boy traded his questionable singing to show off the impressive dance moves that would eventually lead him straight in front of the object of his affection.

When Ryland extended his hand to Julie, Marisol’s breathing stopped. The worry of Julie rejecting Rye suddenly overtook her, as did the fear of watching her best friend get his heart broken in front of their whole damn class. But once Mari saw the way the queen of the school was eyeing the bold young man in front of her, the brunette smiled. Julie was going to say yes: she was almost sure of it. And when the redhead finally accepted Ryland’s invitation by taking his hand and leading him to the dancefloor, the short girl couldn’t help but squeal in delight and join in with the cheers of the onlookers.

The match had been made. Her plan for the night, although not how she expected, had fucking worked.

Unfortunately, her moment of elation was short-lived. Lost as she was in saving the video evidence of her accomplishment, Mari had failed to notice her upset boyfriend approaching her, and it wasn’t until he was forcefully grabbing her by the wrist, pulling her away from the crowd and to a nearby corner that she realized something was wrong. 

[indent][i][color=ff8c00]“Okay, start talking. What the fuck was that, huh!?”[/color][/i][/indent]
For a brief moment, Marisol just stared at him in shock: her eyebrows raised, her green eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape. Who did Sonny think he was?! A few days with Julie, a fitted suit and a closet upgrade later, and suddenly he was acting like the king of the fucking castle?! This would [i]not[/i] do. 

[color=brown]“First of all, don’t you fucking grab me like that again unless you want me to give you a black eye-”[/color] she growled, violently shaking her wrist off from his grasp and putting some distance between them by shoving him hard. [color=brown]“Second of all, you don’t fucking talk to me like you just did. And to answer your stupid question, I’m pretty sure we both saw the same thing: Ryland made his move on Julie, and she accepted. That’s what that fucking was. Oh, and by the way, it’s so fucking nice to see you too, asshole,”[/color] the girl finished with her middle finger in the air, her voice dripping with the same sarcasm so evident on her expression.[/indent][/indent][/color]