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He studied her, the dark-framed glasses, the length of braid that fell down along one shoulder. He’d dismissed her as being nondescript, but she really wasn’t. Her hair shined in the braid, and her eyes were bright and intelligent. No freckles, just soft, clear skin. Being smart wasn’t always easy, not in high school, anyway. Maybe she dressed this way on purpose, to avoid attention. It made him think of that note Taylor had tossed onto his desk, the comments from that dickhead Hulster. Everyone was so quick to pounce on weakness.
“Hold still,” he said, reaching out. “You have glass in your hair.”
He could swear she stopped breathing. He picked two pieces free and then had to use both hands to work loose a third that had gotten trapped.
“I could help you,” she said.
“Nah,” he said. “I think this is the last piece.” He picked at a shard caught by her ear.
“No, I meant . . .” Her voice almost squeaked. “I meant with the trig stuff.”
Gabriel shook his head. “Nick my brother he’s tried. It’s a waste of time.”
“So you’re just going to keep switching?” She frowned up at him. “Ms. Anderson isn’t an idiot like Riley. I think she’ll catch on.”
“No one has caught on for four years,” he said, brushing past her to get his backpack. His feet crunched on broken glass. “I’m a senior. People like to look the other way. “
“I’d still like to try. Maybe at lunch ”
“We don’t have lunch at the same time.”
“Oh,” she said, thrown. Then she seemed to realize he was brushing her off. “Okay. Sorry. Forget it.” She turned away.
Gabriel sighed. “Wait.”
His free period was right after lunch. It was supposed to be for study hall, but they weren’t required to study. Most kids went to the library or the computer center; he usually went to the weight room.
Why was he even considering this?
Because he hated hearing Hulster heckle him.
Even more, he hated that Hulster was right.
“I do have a free period,” he said. “Fifth period. Your lunch hour, right?”
Layne looked up at him. “Meet you in the library?”
He hefted his backpack onto his shoulder. “Can’t wait.”
Gabriel broke off half a protein bar inside his backpack.
They weren’t allowed to eat in here, but he was bored and Layne hadn’t shown up yet.
Some kids at the next table glared at him, and he glared back.
He checked the time on his phone. Her lunch period had started ten minutes ago.
Maybe she was grabbing a quick bite to eat.
He fidgeted and ate the second half of his protein bar.
Now she was fifteen minutes late. The period was only forty-five minutes long.
Gabriel slammed his trig book back into his backpack. He was being stood up for a study date? To study something he hated?
Maybe this had been a joke. Like Hulster’s heckling, only meaner.
He imagined Taylor’s voice. OMG, you really thought I would help an idiot like you?
