I’m the only relative of Loren Hale that will be walking the halls of Dalton Academy.

And Loren Hale possibly just sent their friends to jail.

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Big news! Loren Hale’s cousin has moved into town. There’s not much we know about Willow Hale—yet—but it will only be a short time before Redditors and paparazzi gather more information. Here’s what we know so far:

She’s seventeen.

That’s it. Seriously! We don’t even know where she came from. It’s like she materialized from thin air. Maybe those conspiracy theories are right and Loren Hale’s family all have superpowers. LOL!

But for real, Willow Hale is a mystery. Early reports were that she might have been Ryke’s new girlfriend but that’s been debunked now that we know Willow is a Hale. And not to mention Raisy is a ship that is clearly sailing into the sunset.

Until I get more information, check out the gif set of Willow’s epic tampon fumble!

Love you like Loren loves Lily,

xo Olive

13 BACK THEN – September

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

GARRISON ABBEY

Age 17

I pace outside of Superheroes & Scones at 6 a.m., my shit feelings causing me to linger. Only a few cars whiz by every minute, Philly beginning to wake—why am I awake?

It’s Saturday. I should be in bed sleeping off these shit feelings—I can’t sleep.

I stop and rest my arm on a parking meter for a second. An old gold Honda hugs the curb.

I parked my car a block away from here, needing the walk to think. Now that I’m outside the storefront, I’m still thinking apparently, and it’s not helping.

Nothing is helping.

I tug my hood over my head, the morning air cold. Everyone at Dalton knows what happened at Loren’s house, and most of them know that I was supposed to be there.

My mutual friends with Nathan—ones that weren’t there that night—think I’m disloyal and a shit friend for welching. Believing that I could’ve helped them escape before Loren caught them.

I can’t even hang out with the people that think Nathan is scum for what he did. I’m guilty by association. I passed Rachel in the hallway. She bristled at my presence and said, “You could’ve stopped your friends, you know. Why didn’t you do anything?”

Some mornings, I wish I’d just gone ahead and done it with them. Because I know I could never be strong enough to convince all of my friends to turn around with me. No one gets that.

“Why are you here?” I mutter to myself under my breath. And then blinds begin to open from inside the store. I don’t believe in signs or astrology or any of that, but this feels like something.

Move.

I walk away from the parking meter. Nearing the door. Why am I here?

Because I literally have nowhere else to go.

I have no friends. I have no life-altering aspirations. Every door feels shut except this one…the one that Loren Hale left open for me.