And she loved him for it.
And the crazy part?
Nobody judged Peter for it.
They judged her for being lucky.
Then more girls. More women. More stories that sounded insane but kept getting confirmed. Peter Carter—former virgin, former loser, former nothing—was apparently running through Lincoln Heights High's female population like a wildfire.
And everyone loved him for it.
The boys wanted to be like him. The girls wanted to be with him. Teachers looked at him with new respect. The principal treated him differently.
Peter Carter had become everything Jack used to be.
No.
Worse.
Peter had become what Jack wished he could be.
Because Peter wasn't just popular. Wasn't just successful.
He was loved.
People genuinely cared about him. Rooted for him. Wanted him to win.
And Jack?
Jack was the villain everyone wanted to see fall.
The evidence started leaking two months ago.
