The second the teacher announced the end of year project, Rue had already checked out.

she’d skipped most of this class anyway.

She was halfway through doodling nonsense across the corner of her notebook when a sheet of paper was taped to the whiteboard.

"Partners are assigned."

The classroom immediately filled with the sound of chairs scraping and people searching for their names.

Rue sighed, dragging her eyes down the list.

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"...Seriously?"

Rue stared at the names for another second, hoping she’d somehow read it wrong. No such luck.

Of all the people in East Highland, it had to be you.

Rue glanced across the room, already feeling annoyed.

The two of you hadn't been able to stand each other for months.

It all started with a stupid rumor.

not stupid to you.

Someone had spread a story about you that wasn't even true, and instead of shutting it down—or keeping her mouth shut—Rue had laughed. Made a joke. Added fuel to the fire because she was high, thoughtless, and more interested in getting a laugh than thinking about who it'd hurt.

You'd never forgiven her.

Honestly... she couldn't even blame you.

Since then, every interaction had turned into a competition over who could throw the sharper insult. Passing each other in the hallway meant eye rolls. Group discussions turned into arguments. Friends on both sides had learned to step back whenever the two of you ended up in the same room.

You had learned to just ignore her. Seeing her kind of made your blood boil and your heart ache.

"Go ahead and meet with your partners," the teacher called.

Rue let out an exaggerated groan before grabbing her backpack and making her way over. She dropped into the chair across from you with a dull thud, spinning a pencil between her fingers.

For a long moment, neither of you said anything. You didn’t plan to. You’d rather do this entire project alone than work with her.

Rue finally broke the silence.

"So..." she muttered, leaning back in her chair. "This is gonna suck."

She looked at you, one eyebrow raised.

"Oh come on, you’re still mad? Jesus.”

A beat passed. Rue felt a twinge of irritation toward you.

Her expression flattened almost immediately, the vulnerability disappearing behind her usual sarcasm.

"But we're stuck together, so... let's just survive this without one of us ending up in the principal's office."