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“You might want to go easy on setting that goal,” the stranger warns, “until you talk to Zay.”
What is Zay? Like their ringleader or something?
Hunter slumps back in his seat, totally sulking. “Jax, why you gotta always ruin my fun like that?”
“Someone has to be your babysitter,” the stranger—Jax—tells him, digging his phone out of his pocket.
Hunter’s pout deepens. “I don’t need a babysitter. You just think I do.”
Jax just rolls his eyes while opening a notebook.
The bell rings then and the teacher walks to the front of the classroom to start class.
Jax lowers his voice and whispers one final thing to Hunter. “Do I need to remind you of what happened with Clara? Or Jessa? Or Katy?” He gives Hunter a pressing look. “You get me? Or do you want me to keep jotting off names?”
Hunter frowns. “No, you can stop. I get it, and I’ll try to back off.” He flicks one quick glance in my direction, offering me what appears to be an apologetic look.
What the hell he’s sorry for is beyond me. What I’d really like to know is what happened to those girls that Jax spoke of. And who the heck Jax, Zay, and Hunter are and why everyone appears to be afraid of them.
But, as a minute ticks by with me overanalyzing all sorts of ideas about it, I realize I’m focusing way too much time on these guys. And that’s not my MO. So, I focus on class, refusing to even glance in Hunter’s or Jax’s direction.
But, for some strange reason, I swear Hunter is watching me. Why? I don’t have a clue, but I’m worried this moment is going to come back and bite me in the ass.
7
Raven
Zay never returns to class.I hate that I’m aware of this. Just like I hate that I’m aware of how Hunter ignores me, even when we walk out of the classroom at almost the same time.
Apparently, the warning Jax gave Hunter was enough to make him back off his determination to become my new BFF. It’s probably for the better since, pretty soon, he’ll meet the spawn of Satan since it’s lunchbreak, and then she’ll inform him of the deaths I may have staining my hands.
“You’re new, right?” A girl with long, brown hair and hazel eyes approaches me as I’m heading toward my locker. She’s wearing jeans and a T-shirt, along with a plaid shirt and Converse sneaker. Her casual style makes her look like someone Dixie May wouldn’t associate with, but I’m not going to discount the idea completely.
I nod, putting up my guard. “Yeah, I am.”
She walks beside me, glancing behind us and down the hallway. Then she looks back at me and leans in. “Well, here’s a little warning. That guy’s seat you were sitting in today in class, his name is Zay and, trust me, you don’t want to mess with him or his friends, Hunter and Jax, those other two guys that sat by you. They’re kind of dangerous.”
“Okay …?” I’m bewildered. “Thanks for the warning and everything, but why is it such a big deal that I sat at this Zay dude’s desk? I mean, the seats aren’t assigned.”
She wavers. “It’s kind of hard to explain to an outsider, but I’ll try to give you the quick version of the story. That way, you’ll understand and hopefully make the smart choice of staying away from them.”
I study her with suspicion. “Why would you do that? I mean, why are you helping me?”
“Because I was new once and had to learn the hard way.” She smiles. “I’m Katy, by the way.”
Katy. I heard Jax mention her name on that list he prattled off to Hunter. But, what happened to the girls on the list?
“I’m Raven,” I tell her with a small smile.
It’s weird smiling at school. It’s been a long time.
A long damn time.
“Raven? Huh, I really like that name.” She adjusts the handle of her backpack higher onto her shoulder. “It’s way more original than Katy.”
“I like Katy better,” I tell her as I swing around a couple making out in the middle of the hallway.
“You must be crazy then,” she jokes with a grin.
