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My eyebrows furrow in confusion “Buddy?”

Mrs Stanford sighs, as if I’ her “Yes, Miss Callahan Your buddy All new students at Windsor Academy have one It looks as if you’re paired with Ainsley Davenport She’ll show you around campus and ensure you have all necessary course materials”

Why does that last name sound so familiar?

“I heard my name This must be the noob”

I turn toward the cheery, fee, sporting a big smile which I can’t help but return She’s the only person besides Frank who’s shown me any sort of warmth since I stepped into this world

She sticks out her hand “I’ you’re Jasmine”

I shake her hand “I prefer, Jazz, actually”

Ainsley nods “Jazz I like it It makes you sound badass”

“Miss Davenport!” the secretary scolds “There’s no need to use such crass language”

Ainsley rolls her eyes and nods toward the exit “Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”

I smirk “Lead the way”

As soon as we leave the office, Ainsley starts peppering irl? How’d you end up in rich kid prison? Rumor has it you’re Peyton Devereux’s sister Is that true?”

“Stepsister,” I correct

Ainsley’s eyes twinkle in a”

“I just o but so far, she hasn’t left the best impression”