she walked like a ghost-present, but never really seen. She wore her hood up, her glasses low, and her headphones in, even when the music
ed it t
ext to Ethan Cole's on the
inal list of approved acts. Zara had only auditioned because her literature teacher begged her to submit a poem
had a fan club larger than some teachers' Instagram followings. Girls wanted to be seen with him. Boys wanted to be him
und her at her usual
e was smooth, casual, l
g. Ethan Cole never sp
chair across from her without asking. "
d again. "W
ou're the poet. I'm the perform
didn't agree t
said with a shrug.
at hinted he knew exactly how charming he was. This had disaste
uietly. "One meeti
ed. "That's