So much harder than I expected. Books, TV, and movies make it out to be all fun and games, parties every night and no homework. Oh, boy, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. I barely get to see Elle or Ryland since I’m always cooped up in my room doing homework or pretending to be Bennett’s girlfriend. It surprisingly hasn’t been that bad. Bennett gets brownie points for being the best fake boyfriend ever. He makes sure I always have coffee and something to eat since he knows I forget when I’m busy studying. I don’t much enjoy the times when we have to go out and put on a show for the world—Bennett makes sure to be extra gropey then and I know it’s more to mess with me than to actually put on a show for the media—but I endure it because I know it’s what I agreed to in the first place. A knock sounds on the door, and I go to open it. Bennett grins. “How fares the young maiden? I bring thee sustenance.”I roll my eyes. “You’re ridiculous.” I close the door behind me and he sits on my bed while I sit back down at my desk.
