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His frown deepens.

“I didn’t realize you cared.” I keep my tone even, trying not to sound like I’m upset by it. I am—I don’t want Will to hate me.

He rubs a hand on the back of his head. “I care about your well being. I don’t want you to die. I just don’t want you dating my alpha. Trust me, it wouldn’t end well for you. Parker would break your heart.”

Why does it sound like Will actually cares about me getting my heart broken? Perhaps he’s not as coldhearted as I thought.

But then again, yesterday he made it very clear that I don’t belong here.

Before either of us can say anything else, class begins. I’m more than happy to turn my attention toward anything except Will. Even if he has his moments where he’s nice, he’s still a jerk.

I try to focus on the teacher during class, but the voices are loud today. Maybe it’s because I know Parker isn’t here to help silence them. Or it could be a proximity thing. But it’s overwhelming. My head pounds at my temples and my vision is blurry. My doctor told me it’s migraines, and maybe it is. But the migraines only happen because of the voices.

A piece of paper lands on my desk.

Are you sure you’re okay? You kind of look like you’re going to puke.

I scribble back to him,I think I might.

He wrinkles his nose as he writes something back.

Just puke in the opposite direction of me.

I roll my eyes, but can’t help but smile.

Your lack of concern for my well being is slightly disturbing.

A few seconds later, he writes back.You should only worry if I start caring.

Honestly, it’s probably true when it comes to Will.

Love you too, I write.

He rolls his eyes.

If you’re looking for love, you should go after Blaine. He’s desperate for it.

I glare at him, my pen angrily writing back,You suck. I don’t want love. I just want friends. But clearly that’s too much to ask from YOU.

He frowns when he reads my note. He crumbles the paper up, signifying the end of the conversation. Which is just fine with me.

Will Lancaster is the most frustrating person I’ve ever met in my life. How can one person be so hot and cold all the time?

The bell rings, signifying the end of class. I realize then that I didn’t listen to one word the teacher said. But Will also distracted me from the voices. The only question is, did he do it on purpose?

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You would be easy to fall in love with.

My head aches as I make my way toward my next class. I’m about to head inside when I feel blood dripping down my nose. I bypass my classroom and head into the bathroom. There is a couple of girls in there, talking to one another. They glance at me, not saying anything, but I can hear their thoughts.

The beautiful clique has adopted her. What’s so special about her? She’s not even that pretty.

What does Parker see in her?

I turn around and walk right back out, not wanting to hear anymore. Instead of going to my class, I head toward the exit. I hear somebody’s thoughts as I’m close to the door—a teacher, I realize. I press myself against the wall, behind a locker, praying the teacher doesn’t notice me—she doesn’t. The lady is too busy thinking about her college aged son to notice anything. Apparently he’s failing one of his classes and she’s worried he’s going to lose his scholarship.

Once she’s gone, I finally make my way toward the door. I walk out, not even caring if they’re going to call my dad. I can’t handle being here today.

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