Chapter 4

The moment I said it, all eyes turned toward Quito's pocket.

Both he and Sloane fumbled, trying to hide the phones through the thin fabric of their uniforms, but it was too late.

The bright orange phones were now in plain sight.

"T-That's not true. I didn't use class money for this," Quito stammered.

But everyone knew his family wasn't well off. His shaky denial only made him sound less convincing.

As murmurs spread across the room, I opened the video Kenzo had sent me.

It showed Sloane and Quito walking into a mall, where Quito paid for two of…