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He shrugged. “You could have gotten yourself one.”
“You’re a terrible date.”
He laughed. “I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.”
“And where is your crown?” Sophie asked. But she didn’t need an answer, because she spotted it on the coffee table. She grabbed it and put it on Axel’s head.
He immediately lifted it off.
“You have to wear it or I’ll look like an idiot, Axel.”
They started bickering.
“I’m really confused about how they won,” Liam whispered beside me.
“Huh?”
“RJ and I added over 200 votes to your name. You should have won by a landslide.”
“You guys stuffed the ballot box?” Jacob asked.
“Yeah,” RJ said.
I laughed even though it was a little embarrassing that I’d still lost. “I guess Sophie got a lot of votes.”
“Not 200,” RJ said. “There aren’t even 200 students in your grade. Shit, Liam, do you think we stuffed the wrong ballet box?”
“What else is there a vote for right now?” Liam asked.
RJ shrugged. “I have no idea. But there must be something else. We were drinking that night, I think. Actually, I barely remember anything about that night.”
I shook my head. They probably hadn’t done it at all. “Sophie deserved it.”
“Why didn’t you jerks try to stuff it for me too?” Jacob said. “That would have made Axel super jealous if Scarlett and I had won.”
“Don’t you think the poor guy is jealous enough?” RJ asked.
We watched as Axel swatted Sophie’s hand away that was holding the crown.
“I think he just didn’t want to win king for some reason,” I said.
“Because he wanted you to be his queen, Scar,” Liam said.
Yeah. Maybe.
“Are you all set for Operation All Eyes on Baby Doll?” RJ asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t think there’s much I have to do. You’re the ones that are going to be spying on me all night. Speaking of thekiss thief though.” I pulled out my phone. “Could you fix this so I can have face recognition without my glasses on?”
There was a knock on the door.
“That’s probably one of our dates,” Liam said.
RJ smiled. One of his smiles that meant he was up to no good. “I’ll fix it for you later.” He hurried off.
“Why did he just smile like that?” I asked.
“No idea,” Jacob said.
