Maximillian Lynch didn't see what was so great about Aaron Hale. He was too perfect.

　　The guy did everything he was told without question, spent all his free time doing hobbies his parents chose for him, and didn't have a single thought in his head that didn't directly pertain to his future in the business world.

　　Sure, he was supposedly good-looking, but there were plenty of other rich guys in school that actually had personalities. Why was he so popular? Even Lacy was obsessed with him…

　　It boiled his blood just thinking about it. Max was the one who had been by her side since the age of three.

　　All the adults in their families whispered about how they would get married when they grew up for as long as he could remember. He was counting on it. Everything else in his life had been given to him on a silver platter except Lacy's heart.

　　The only reason he did stupid favors like this was so she could see how reliable he was. Max would make a far better choice than that stone statue. He just had to prove it to her.

　　So even though it was annoying, he devoted himself to stalking Keeley Hall at a distance.

　　It was no easy task—that girl was paranoid. She checked over her shoulder so often he seriously worried about getting caught.

　　Lacy gave him Keeley's schedule so he could follow her to and from cla.s.s. The work was dull and repet.i.tive. She was nearly as boring as that Aaron.

　　Sometimes Keeley chatted with friends in the halls on her way to cla.s.s but for the most part she kept to herself. She ate lunch alone in various hiding places around campus and spent all the time she wasn't eating doing homework.

　　Every day after school she took one of three routes to nearby subway stations and got on a train bound for Brooklyn.

　　Lacy was wrong. This girl had absolutely nothing to do with Aaron Hale.

　　In all the time he conducted his surveillance, Max hadn't seen them talk once. If anything, Keeley seemed to be avoiding Aaron.