In the high-stakes world of Orange County Day, friendships are fragile, and enemies lurk in the shadows. As Savannah navigates this new twist in her life, she must be wary of Brooke's growing animosity and Brigitte's unintended rivalry. The tension is palpable, and the fallout is inevitable. Savannah stood by her locker, lost in thought, her mind racing with excitement and nerves as Sage approached with Brigitte. Her eyes lit up with a mix of curiosity and warmth as she took in Brigitte's warm smile and charming accent.

Sage's smile broadened as he introduced them, his eyes crinkling at the corners with amusement. "Savannah, I want you to meet Brigitte. She's new here from France."

Brigitte's eyes sparkled with warmth as she leaned in to kiss Savannah on both cheeks. “Bonjour, Savannah! C'est un plaisir de te rencontrer." Her voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer day, soothing and calming. Savannah felt a flutter in her chest as she smiled back, her heart skipping a beat. She was charmed by Brigitte's friendly nature, and her defenses began to lower.

But Brooke watched from across the hallway, her eyes narrowing with growing resentment. Her jealousy simmered like a pot about to boil over, her face growing hot with anger. She felt a pang of desperation as she saw Brigitte effortlessly winning Savannah over. Her crush on Savannah was already fragile, and this new development was about to shatter it entirely. “Who does she think she is?" Brooke whispered to herself, her voice trembling with rage. “Trying to steal my crush... This isn't over. That piece of shit is going down." Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she felt her world crumbling around her. Her anger simmered just below the surface as she walked away, her mind racing with ways to sabotage Brigitte's time at Orange County Day. She felt a burning sense of resentment towards Brigitte, who seemed so effortlessly charming and confident.

Savannah, oblivious to the storm brewing around her, continued chatting