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Billie Parker has two great loves: her anonymous blog, Pink Savage Exclusive, and the thrill of spilling everyone else’s secrets — while keeping hers locked up tight. By day, she’s just the sassy, sharp-tongued twin sister of the school’s basketball star. By night, she’s the faceless voice behind the blog everyone’s addicted to.

But Billie’s not exactly innocent when it comes to scandal. Long before Leo Hayes showed up with his motorcycle, dangerous smile, and way too many secrets, there was Nate — the sweet, charming boy both Billie and her twin brother, Bill, fell for. It nearly blew everything up… but Billie swears it’s all under control now.

At least until Leo crashes into her life, turning everything upside down. One reckless kiss turns into late-night talks, sneaking out, and breaking all the rules she swore she’d never cross. Suddenly, Billie isn’t just writing about the drama — she’s living it.

But when feelings get involved, and the line between curiosity and obsession starts to blur, Billie’s perfect cover might not be enough to protect her heart. Or her identity.

Because the biggest scandal of all? She might just be falling for the one guy who could ruin everything.

PINK SAVAGE: Love and Other Scandals

I barely made it through the front door before I heard Bill's voice.

"So…" he started, drawing out the word like he was getting ready for something. "You wanna tell me why you're suddenly so obsessed with Motorcycle Boy?"

I froze mid-step. "I am not obsessed."

Bill raised an eyebrow, his arms crossed as he leaned against the kitchen counter. "Right. That's why you wrote a whole love letter about him on your blog."

"It was not a love letter," I hissed, slamming my bag down. "It was journalism."

"Investigative journalism," I corrected. "I'm providing a service."

Bill gave me the flattest look imaginable. "A service. For who, exactly?"

I opened my mouth, then shut it. Because I had nothing.

"Face it, Billie," he said, his smirk growing. "You only write like this when you're interested."

I pointed at him, warning. "You're lucky I don't expose your whole secret life on my blog."

"Please," Bill said, flipping his hair dramatically. "You wish you had content this good."

He went back to scrolling on his phone, but I could feel him watching me — like he was waiting for me to crack. And, of course, I did.

"It's not like that," I muttered. "He's just—"

"Okay, yes, fine, but that's not the point." I waved my hands like that would help. "He's annoying and arrogant and—"

I glared at him. "Stop enjoying this."

"Can't. It's too good." He grinned, then his eyes narrowed. "But seriously… what's the deal?"

I hesitated. And I hated that I hesitated.

I didn't know why I kept writing about him. Or why he got under my skin so fast. Or why the fact that he knew my name made my heart do weird, traitorous things.

But I couldn't admit any of that — especially not to my brother.

"No deal," I said. "He's just… content."

Bill didn't look convinced. "Sure. Whatever you say."

But his voice was way too smug — and the worst part?

I knew I hadn't heard the end of this.

Well, as you can't know my every move.

I holed up in my room after dinner, determined to get back to business — the actual business of Pink Savage Exclusive. My followers needed their daily dose of chaos, and I was not about to let some motorcycle-riding menace hijack my entire blog.

I cracked my knuckles, opened my laptop, and got to work.

> [Pink Savage Exclusive]

Big news, my little savages! 🐾

Remember Mia and Carson? Yeah, those two lovebirds were spotted having a very public breakup in the cafeteria today — and let's just say it was messier than the mystery meat special. Sources say Mia's the one who ended it, and judging by the way Carson stormed off, we're guessing it didn't go well. Stay tuned for more on that soap opera. 💔🍿

And speaking of drama… looks like our very own Principal Owens has some family secrets walking our halls. You know exactly who I'm talking about. Our resident rebel without a cause — leather jacket, motorcycle, attitude for days?

So, the question remains: what's Leo's deal? Trouble seems to follow him like a shadow, and let's be honest — we're all a little curious. Keep your eyes open, savages. I know I will. 💋

I stared at the screen after I posted it, my fingers still hovering over the keys.

Bill's voice echoed in my head: You only write like this when you're interested.

No. Nope. Wrong. This was just me doing my job. Reporting the facts. Keeping people entertained. That's all.

I closed my laptop with a little more force than necessary and flopped back onto my bed.

This was definitely not going to come back and bite me.

Twin Telepathy (And Other Inconveniences)