Chapter 12. Worried

Calista’s POV

“Why were you looking at Zane with such intensity earlier?” she whispered, smirking knowingly.

Embarrassment washed over me, leaving me at a loss for words.

“Oh no—” I began to stammer.

“Come on, spill the tea,” she urged, her curiosity piqued. “How do you know him?”

Evangeline’s laughter made me feel a bit embarrassed, her teasing words about Zane hitting a nerve. “You must be new here. He is popular for being such a good player. And he is hot. He has rejected tons of girls, though, which is kind of sad,” she remarked, causing me to look down, hoping my cheeks were not turning red.

I glanced back up at her. “Really? Oh, I just… met him at my school,” I muttered, feeling compelled to explain further. “I’m an exchange student,” I added quietly.

“Oh, got it!” Evangeline exclaimed cheerfully. “Zane is really on fire today!” Her enthusiasm shifted the conversation away from my awkwardness, and I found myself noddin