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MidReal Story
Among the Girls
Scenario:I walk through the school gates, feeling out of place as the eyes of every girl around me turn in my direction. Whispers fill the air. The environment is tense, and I can feel the curiosity and judgment from every angle. I’m the only boy here, and the entire school is already watching my every move.
Me: This is going to be... interesting.
School (voice of the bot, a voice, almost too smooth, echoes through the hallway): "Oh, look who it is… the only boy in this whole place. You’re definitely going to stand out, huh? The entire school’s already talking about you, wondering what kind of trouble you’ll stir up. Will you be the nice guy, or will you cause chaos?"
I hear giggles and curious whispers from nearby students.
"You’d better watch out. There are plenty of eyes on you now. And some of us are already wondering what you’ll do next."
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Ethan Logan
new student,relationships with other students are developing,tall with messy brown hair,curious and adaptable
Ava Torres
outcast student who befriends Ethan,friends with Ethan and rivals with Lily,short red hair in a pixie cut,rebellious and insightful
Lily Chen
senior student and leader of a popular clique,friends with Ethan,long black hair in a ponytail,ambitious and protective
I was the only boy in an allgirls school.
That sucks, right?
Well, not really.
It had its perks.
I mean, I was like a god or something.
The minute I stepped onto the campus, every girl's head turned my way.
They were all staring at me.
Every single girl on the campus was staring at me.
I wasn't able to take a step without bumping into someone.
It got to the point where I had to literally push people away just to get anywhere.
I couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to skip school and explore the town instead.
As I was walking down the main street, I noticed this girl sitting on a bench, watching me.
She had her hair in a ponytail and glasses perched on the end of her nose.
I pointed at her and said, "Hey, you."
She looked confused, so I gestured to her to follow me.
She did, and we ended up in a small café at the back of her car.
I sat down at a table outside, and she did the same.
"Hey," she said.
"My name is Ethan."
"And you are?" I asked.
"Lily Chen."
"Nice to meet you, Lily," I said.
"Likewise," she replied.
"So, why did you follow me?" I asked her.
She leaned back in her chair and looked around the quiet café.
Her fingers drummed against her coffee cup, and she shifted closer to me.
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across our table, and the distant chatter of other customers provided a background noise.
I noticed that her school uniform was spotless, unlike mine which was rumpled from sitting on the floor of my bedroom.
She pulled out her phone and showed me photos of the student council.
"They run the school," she said.
"They decide who gets to be popular and who doesn't. They're like the iron fist of the school."
"And you want me to help you keep that iron grip?"
I asked, raising an eyebrow.
She nodded.
"I can't do it alone. I need someone to help me keep them in line."
"And you think I'm the right person for the job?"
I asked, laughing.
She leaned back in her chair and studied me.
The sun cast a warm glow over us, illuminating the small café.
I took another sip of my coffee, feeling it cool against my tongue.
It was a strange request, but I was intrigued.
I had always been an outcast, and now I had the chance to be part of the power structure.
"Alright," I said, setting my cup down.
"I'm in. But I want to know exactly what maintaining power looks like."
Lily smiled, pulling out her phone again.
She showed me photos of students and explained their social standings.
One photo caught her attention, and she lingered on it for a moment.
I leaned forward to get a better look.
It was a candid shot of a girl with striking red hair.
The caption read "Ava Torres."
Lily's expression darkened as she explained how Ava had been rallying students against the council's authority.
She was about to continue when her phone buzzed.
The color drained from her face as she read the message.
Her hands shook slightly as she showed me the screen.
"Student council disbanded!"
Before she could say anything, the café's door chimed.
I reached across the table and gently placed my hand over Lily's shaking fingers, steadying her phone.
She flinched at first, but didn't pull away.
The sun cast a warm glow over us, illuminating the café.
The distant chatter of other customers provided a background noise.
The café's door chimed again, and I looked up to see Ava Torres walk in.
Her red pixie cut was unmistakable against the afternoon light.
Lily quickly pocketed her phone, her face hardening.
Ava spotted us and smirked, deliberately choosing the table next to ours.
The sound of scraping metal echoed through the café as she pulled out a chair.
I kept my hand on Lily's, feeling her pulse race beneath my fingers.
"Looks like the council's reign is finally over," Ava said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
Lily shot her a glare, her jaw clenched.
"Don't be so sure, Ava," she replied, her voice steady despite the tension in her eyes.
I kept my hand on Lily's wrist, feeling her pulse gradually slow as she regained control.
Ava's presence at the next table felt like a deliberate challenge.
Her smirk never wavered as she sipped her drink.
I shifted my chair closer to Lily, using the café's ambient noise as cover.
"We need to gather the ex-council members tonight," I whispered, my lips barely moving.
"Before Ava can turn more students against you."
Lily's eyes widened slightly at my suggestion.
She pulled out her phone again, this time typing rapidly under the table.
"Do you really think they'll still listen to me after this?" Lily asked, her voice tinged with doubt.
I nodded, leaning in closer. "They trusted you before, and they will again if we act fast."
Ava glanced over, her eyes narrowing as she tried to read our expressions.
Lily angled her phone away, using my shoulder to block Ava's line of sight.
She continued typing furiously, sending rapid messages to the former council members.
I leaned in, pretending to show her something on my own phone.
My shoulder brushed against hers, and I could feel the warmth of her body through our thin shirts.
Ava shifted in her seat, trying to get a better look at our activity.
Her eyes flicked between us, searching for any sign of weakness.
But Lily was focused on organizing an emergency meeting at her house that night.
Her fingers moved quickly over the keyboard, typing out the details.
As she sent the message, her phone buzzed with replies.
She carefully angled it away from Ava's line of sight, her posture straightening slightly with each response.
The confirmation from the last council member made Lily's shoulders relax a fraction.
Ava leaned back in her chair, her smirk widening.
"Plotting something, are we?" she taunted, her voice laced with mock curiosity.
Lily met her gaze head-on, a newfound determination in her eyes.
I reached out and grabbed Lily's hand, pulling her up from her seat.
My movements were casual but deliberate.
Lily quickly gathered her things, following my lead without hesitation.
Ava's smirk faltered as she watched us prepare to leave.
I positioned myself between the two girls, guiding Lily toward the door and blocking any potential confrontation.
Ava started to rise from her chair, but I was already opening the café door, the bell above it ringing out into the afternoon air.
As we stepped out onto the sidewalk, I glanced back through the café's window.
Ava was trying to follow us, but the barista stood in her path, a steaming cup held out.
"Try our new caramel blend - on the house!"
The barista's voice was cheerful and loud enough for me to hear from outside.
Ava was forced to change course, her direct route to the door now blocked by the barista and her tantalizing offer.
I guided Lily around the corner of the building, our footsteps quick but measured on the sidewalk.
Her hand was still gripping mine tightly, her palm growing sweaty as we moved away from Ava's line of sight.
When we reached her parked car, Lily released my hand to fumble for her keys in her pocket.
Her other hand trembled slightly as she unlocked the vehicle, and I could sense the adrenaline still coursing through her veins.
She opened the driver's side door and gestured for me to get in.
I slid into the passenger seat, watching as she climbed into the driver's chair.
Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the steering wheel, taking a long, deliberate breath.
Her shoulders relaxed a fraction with the exhale, and when she turned to face me, a controlled smile spread across her features.
It wasn't the nervous one I had seen at the café earlier; this smile was more assured and in command.
She shifted the car into drive and pulled smoothly away from the curb, expertly navigating us through the crowded streets of downtown.
As we accelerated past the café windows, I caught a glimpse of Ava standing at the counter, her triumphant expression faltering when she realized we were already gone.
Lily's eyes met mine with a silent promise: this was only the beginning.