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I stand there, dumbfounded. He doesn’t want Mila? Then what the hell was that intense kiss all about?
Idon’t have many classes with the guys, so I don’t see either of them until history. Even then, it’s not the one I want to talk to. I need to talk to Jace, but he has World History…with Mila.
Roman sits beside me. He pretends to listen to the teacher in here. He’s never been great at school, and the teachers don’t help. They see him as a dumb football player from the wrong side of the tracks who doesn’t want to learn. What they don’t know is that I taught him how to read and write. The school system let him down, and at the age of seven, I taught him something they were supposed to.
Just like he’s staring at the teacher as she drones on, I’m doing the same today. I pull my phone out—it’s hidden under the desk—and send Jace a text.
Hunter: We need to talk.
It doesn’t take long for him to reply.
Jace: I know.
I lean back in my chair, my eyes roaming around the room. When they catch on Britney, she smiles and waves. I hate the girl, I truly do. What Jace sees in her, I haven’t a clue. She’s clingy as fuck, and oh fuck…she’s with Jace. They’re still together. She probably has no idea what went down Saturday between Jace and Mila.
Hell, I don’t fully know what went down. Jace wouldn’t talk about it. But he had that look. I knew that look…I used to wear it a lot. Until Mila came back. Now the only person I want to put that look on my face is her.
Jace: Meet me at lunch.
