Sweet Evil

Sweet Evil by Wendy Higgins
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

⭐5 stars⭐

"That guy, the drummer? Get this. He's a killer musician, he gets tons of chicks, his dad's loaded, and as if that wasn't enough, he's got a friggin' English accent!"

I had to smile at Jay's mix of envy and admiration.

"What's his name?" I hollered as the third song started.

"Kaidan Rowe. Oh, and that's another thing. A cool name! Bastard."

"How do you spell it?" I asked. It sounded like Ky-den.

Jay spelled it for me. "It's A-I, like Thai food," he explained.

Kai, like Thai, only yummier. Gah! Who was this girl invading my brain?

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