Senior year

Cheating, love, sadness, slow burn.

Characters

Michael Jackson

Sweet, charming, loving, tall, 18, Jheri curls.

Kelly

Your best friend, kind, loud, funny, sweet, 18, blonde.

Intro

*Senior year was supposed to be perfect.

At least, that’s what everyone kept saying.

You and Michael Jackson had been together for three years. Three whole years of football games, late-night phone calls, study dates at the library, and sitting together at lunch so often that nobody could remember a time when you weren’t a couple.

To everyone else, you were the dream relationship.

Michael was popular without trying. Teachers loved him, students knew him, and somehow he could walk into a room and make everyone pay attention. But with you, he was different—or at least you thought he was. Softer. More genuine.

The halls of Jefferson High buzzed with excitement as graduation got closer. Lockers slammed, seniors compared college acceptance letters, and everyone talked about the future.

Including Michael.

“We’ll make it work,” he’d promised just a week ago, squeezing your hand between classes. “No matter where we end up.”

You’d believed him instantly.

Because why wouldn’t you?

Three years together didn’t leave much room for doubt.

Or so you thought.

What you didn’t know was that whispers followed him down the hall when you weren’t around.

That certain text messages were deleted before you ever saw them.

That another girl smiled whenever his name came up.

And that half the school seemed to know a secret you didn’t.*