'𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯' 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘢𝘮
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯' 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥

𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺
𝘈𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺
𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘵 '𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'

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I walk across campus a stoned woman on a mission. After fake-flirting with a some nerd for five minutes and signing his backpack, he hacked into the system and got me Marie's schedule.

"Marie Moreau, just the girl I wanted to see." I sigh in relief that I don't have to walk anymore as she exits a building.

"Great." She sighs, hanging her head down as she walks over to me. Seems she's still too afraid to tell me off, or I'm sure she would've done so already.

I cough out a giggle, trying to keep my composure as I hold my hands up. "I come in peace."

"What do you want?" She glances at me strangely, probably trying to make out the fact that I am high as a kite right now.

"It's my fault Emma is missing." I tell her, trying to find the right balance between feet and not fall over. "Andre was just trying to find a way to help get my little brother out."

Marie's face seems to soften a little. "Yeah... I, um, I'm sorry about your brother." She clears her throat. "But Emma's still missing."

I nod, biting back a groan. "Yes, I know." Thank you, Captain Obvious. I snort. "That's why I'm here to fix it."

"Are you—" Her brows furrow, "High?"

I scoff, rolling my eyes. "No, mom."

Her eyes widen. "You are, aren't you?"

I huff in frustration, this is so not the point. "Look, I didn't come for an intervention, I came here to help. I told Andre I'd fix this shit."

"How?" She looks curiously. My brain pauses for a brief second, the floating feeling taking me away. "Iliana?"

I blink, snapping my attention back to her. Focus, Iliana!

"I need to find Sam as badly as we all need to find Emma, soooo do you have something of hers?" I ask, folding my hands together behind my back I rock forward waiting.

"Uhh, yeah." Marie pulls her backpack around and digs through it for a moment pulling out what looks like baby sock. She holds it out to me. "This will work?"

I look at it funny, but take it anyway.

"Lets hope so." I sigh. Or I'll be significantly wasting my time, and dignity. "Thanks." I nod to her, leaving to make the trek back through campus until I stumble across just the guy I need, ugh.

I smooth down my top as I approach him. "Rufus." I ring out.

He looks up from his phone, surprised to see the acknowledgment coming from me.

"Golden Girl? Here to see me?" He looks around smugly. Egh.

Just get it over with, Iiana.

Rufus has tried to hit on me more times than I can count, which is nauseating, but he is clairvoyant... and my only option right now.

"Wipe that ugly ass grin off your face." I snap. "I need a favor."

His eyes me curiously. "Golden Girl needs a favor from me? Hmm." He takes in the moment. "Well, you know I don't do favors for fr-"

I lean down to where I'm eye level with him, cutting him off.

"How about you help me unless you want the sun to shine down so hard it melts your skin off." I plaster a smile on face. "Kay?"

He gulps. "Y-yeah. I was just joking of course." He nods quickly. I narrow my eyes. "What can I help you with?"

My head starts spinning again, like the world could collapse at any moment. I screw my eyes shut, raising back up.

"I need your help finding somebody. Can you do that? Can you manage?" I open my eyes back up, looking him up and down.

He scoffs, letting out a chuckle. "Wh- yes, of course I can manage." He glances over his shoulder. "But not here." He stands. "Shall we?"

I let out an irritated sigh, knowing he wasn't going to make this easy. I grind the back of my teeth. "I swear to—"

"Easy, easy, relax." He rushes out and I look at him annoyed. "I just want to focus better." He says nonchalantly.

Bullshit.

"Lead the way then." I force out and follow him, looking across campus I make eye contact with somebody who I just can't seem to fucking escape, looking confused as ever...

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I look around the room, everything blurry as shit as the ceiling spins. How long have I been here?

"Another hit?" A voice causes me to blink rapidly and I find Rufus holding out his bong. Ohhh, great.

Every alarm bell goes off in my mind as a banging sound fills my ears. I can only hear muffled shouting  coming from the other side as I look up at Rufus in anger.

"Do I want another fucking hit? Are you fucking serious?!" I yell at him.

"Hey, woah, you didn't have any problem smoking two bowls when you—"

"SHUT the fuck up!" I repeat, shaking my head and snapping out of it as I stand, nostrils flaring.

"Hey, come on," He tries to reason with me. "We were just having fu—"

I raise my hand up, clenching my fist together as he begins to scream as his skin bubbles, sun-rays bursting through the closed blinds.

"What the fuck are you doing you crazy bitch!" He screams in agony and I smirk, feeling all the heat absorb into my body. I watch as the flesh melts off the bone as he falls to the ground.

I laugh before stepping over him, leaning down. "Yeah, I am crazy bitch. Fuck you." I spit out, heading for the door, swinging it open I slam into someone— I guess the person knocking on the door like maniac.

I groan, coming further down off the high, and look up to find...

"Oh my God, why are you everywhere?!" I shout at Jordan as they look me up and down before grabbing my arm and pull me away.

"Fuck you!" They shout back at Rufus as they create some distance between us and him. "What the hell were you doing?! Rufus? Out of all people you went to him?!" They look at me baffled, waiting for an explanation. "And already high at that?"

I jerk my head back. "What makes you think I was already high?"

They tilt their head at me, their longer hair falling forward. "Your eyes were red when I saw you leave with him outside."

I let out a huge sigh off my chest, finally noticing that even though we've stopped moving their hands are still holding my arm. I rub my lips together as they notice too and let go, taking a step back.

"Not that it's any of your business." I snap. "But I was trying to find Emma."

They let out a laugh. "Yeah, right. Like you were thinking of anyone but yourself."

Why am I even talking to them right now?!

"Whatever, Jordan. She's fucking missing." I scoff, brushing past them.

"Yeah, but Iliana Riordan doesn't have to worry about that, right?" They sneer, following me down the hall. I feel my anger rising. "You have everything handed to you at this school on a silver platter."

I whip around, not taking another second of their jealous bullshit.

"You don't know shit about me, Jordan. So stop talking." I snap.

"I think I know you better than anybody on this campus, even yourself." They stop inches in front of me, breathing heavily. "Until you shut me out and ran away to be their little poster girl for superheroes. You're a sellout." They nod, spitting their words at me like venom. "You're a sellout, and a fake, and a cheat, a coward, and a liar. Iliana Riordan, ladies and gentlemen... She isn't your little hero, she's actually... a selfish little bitch."

I nod slowly. "That feel good? Get that off your chest?" I step forward to where our noses our touching.

"You're just jealous that I'm number one, and you're fucking not. All four years of kissing people's asses, and I still beat you." I say slowly. "At least I'm fucking do something. You're too fucking scared. Always have been. Jordan Li never steps out of line. Jordan Li never rocks the boat, or does anything wrong, or does anything to help. Anything that won't make them look anything less than God U's diversity token little bitch." Their jaw tightens. "Yeah. I know you pretty well too." I seethe before backing away. "So do me a favor and leave me the fuck alone." I flip them off as I turn the corner.

"Next time I won't help you!" They shout at me.

"I didn't need your help in the first place!" I holler back. "I melted his skin off the bone, what did you do?"

"I was the distraction!"

I shake my head as I lean against the wall and slide down to the floor, wrapping my hands around my biceps I inhale, letting everything else fade as I close my eyes to the singing, white-hot feeling I've grown familiar with. I squeeze harder, and harder.

Only to open my eyes when my phone buzzes and my skin is swelled raw. I sigh, unlocking the screen.

Magnet:

Tek Knight is on campus.

Fuck...

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

Hiiii lovelies <3

So.... ugh, omg where do I even begin?!

I'm so happy so many sneak peaks, including the one in the summary, finally got shared with y'all this chapter!! The tension in that scene, AHHH, my heart can't take it!! Ilordan scenes KILL ME! KILL ME DEAD. This was also one of my fav scenes to write🤭

OH! And Iliana is SO painfully making the bed, omg... And we talk about her trying to finally step up & do the right thing & help?!?! Ugh, ugh, ugh give my girl all her flowers😭

Anyways, hope y'all love, love, love this chapter as much I do <3333 Please, please, please comment y'all thoughts, questions, & reactions omg I'm dying to know everyone's thoughts over this chapter especially!! See you in the next part, mauh!!