Calista

　　The first day back at school was like stepping into a pressure cooker. Everywhere I turned, there they were: the three guys who had just confessed their feelings for me. But Cedric- Cedric was impossible to forget, especially after last night.

　　We'd found ourselves on the rooftop, the stars stretching above us like a canvas. Cedric had brought an array of food and little gifts, insisting I deserved a break. No one had ever done that for me before. It was ...