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“What class do you have next?” Hunter asks me as the three of us wander toward the entrance of the school.
Since the bell has already rang, hardly anyone is around, except for us and a few others.
“Bio, I think.” I dig out my schedule that I tucked inside my pocket and check. “Yep, bio.”
“With Ms. Mellie?” he asks, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
I nod as we reach the door. “Yep.”
“Cool. I’m heading close to there. I’ll walk you.” He opens the door for me and lets me walk in. He also waits for Harlow to enter before he walks in himself.
Harlow lets out a snort. “Wow, this gentleman side of you is new.”
“Don’t get used to it,” he jokes. “I’m just trying to impress my new friend.” He winks at me.
A smile tugs at my lips, but I try not to let it get too huge, not wanting to seem like a total weirdo.
“Speaking of new friends.” Harlow faces me while retrieving her phone from her pocket. “Let’s swap digits.”
“Good idea.” I attempt to appear as collected as possible as we trade numbers and enter them into our phones, but this is the second time I’ve done this today—and in my entire life—so I’m a little jacked up. Hopefully, they don’t notice.
Once we’re done, she waves bye as she starts off in the opposite direction we’re heading in, calling out, “I’ll text you tonight.”
I wave back then Hunter and I head off in the other direction.
“I’m glad you’re going to be friends with my sister,” he says as we slowly make our way to our classes. “She doesn’t have a lot of friends, and you seem like you’re just the right amount of weird to get along with her well.” He nudges me lightly in the side while smiling at me.
“You think I’m weird?” I question, already knowing I am.
“From what I can tell, you are a little bit. Don’t worry; that’s a compliment.”
“I wasn’t worried,” I assure him. “You don’t seem that normal either, FYI.”
“Oh, I’m not,” he tells me. “I’m completely and one-hundred percent weirdo.”
I giggle at that.
A huge smile takes over his face as he slows to a stop in front of a closed classroom door. “This is your class,” he tells me. “If you don’t want to be marked tardy, just tell Ms. Mellie that you couldn’t find the classroom because you’re new. She’s nice enough that she’ll let it slide.”
“Okay, thanks. I will.” I move to step inside the classroom, but he captures my arm and stops me.
“I wanted to also say that Zay …” He dithers for a moment. “I’m going to talk to him. Everything will be cool by tomorrow, okay?”
“You don’t have to do that. He’s your friend.”
“It’s not a big deal,” he vows, letting go of my arm and backing away. “I’ll text you tonight so we can set up a time to do that phone thing.”
I nod, watching him walk away, feeling a bit … I don’t know, happy maybe? It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way, but I’m pretty sure that’s what this floating feeling is.
Of course, right before I walk into the classroom, I receive a text that makes that cloud gopoof.
Bitchy Bitch of the West: Thanks for standing me up after lunch. You’re going to regret this big time.
13
Hunter
I endup having to meet Diane by myself since Jax and Zay are still stuck in in-school suspension. To say I’m not thrilled would be the understatement of the year. But at least the diner is relatively busy. That means I can get in and out super-fast, and Diane can’t stop me. Not without causing a scene. And if she did and word got back to my father …
