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“He’s right. No one invited you two outcasts. Get out,” Wendy says.
Most of the senior class appears at the top of the stairs to see what is going on so they can gossip about it later.
“Kalum?” Sarah whines.
He keeps his gaze on me but answers her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know.”
His expression turns cold while everyone waits for him to say something. “Leave. And don’t let me catch you at one of our parties again. You are not welcome.”
A lump forms in my throat, but I swallow it. Kalum is so hot and cold. He is nice one minute and then cold the next.
They don’t want us here, fine. Fuck them, and fuck this school. I hate it here, but one thing I have left is my pride. Sarah smirks at me like the cat that got the cream, and from the corner of my eye, Cason looks away.
“I’m sorry. We thought we were invited. We will never set foot at one of your parties or any place you guys hang out ever again.”
“Where are you going?” Kalum asks.
“None of your business.” I sneer at him. “You wanted me to hate you, well, you got it. Don’t talk to me, don’t take me to school. Don’t even look at me. I don’t exist to you. This party is wack anyway.”
“She’s right, this party is wack,” Exie chimes in.
I spot Dean, one of the guys from my history class, smoking a joint and nodding along with us. I walk up to him and grab the joint, taking a hit.
My mother smoked medical marijuana for years, and it used to help me with my period cramps. It was hush-hush, but my mother was understanding, and it was harmless. The pain stopped my junior year, but with everything that has gone down today, I need it.
“What are you doing, Aura?”
“You smoke?” Dean asks.
I blow the smoke up in the air. “Yeah.” I hold up the white boy between two fingers. “This is good.”
“Cali weed,” he says.
“I gotta run, but thanks for the hit.”
His eyes are glassy, but he smiles. “Anytime. You can come to any of my parties,” he says loud enough for everyone to hear. “Both of you.”
“Thanks, but we’re good. Not our type of crowd,” Exie says and gives me a wink as we head downstairs so she can take me home.
12
KALUM
It has been a week since the party, and Aura is closed off. She doesn’t even glance in my direction. She locks herself in her room when I’m around, and true to her word, she no longer waits for me to take her to and from school.
I should be glad, but I’m not. She caught me screwing Sarah, or rather Sarah screwing me, and the way Aura apologized was gut-wrenching. If she only knew where my mind had been at that exact moment, wishing it were her and not my girlfriend.
My eyes had been closed, and I didn’t hear the door open because I was so focused on imagining her. It has always been her, ever since that day in my kitchen. I should feel guilty thinking about Aura while being with Sarah, but the way Sarah is as a person, I don’t.
No one will go near Aura because I warned everyone not to talk to or even look at my housekeeper. It is wrong of me, but I’m protective of her. My protective instincts take over, and the last thing she needs is someone else hurting her, including me.
That night of the party, after Brian was a total dick to her and Exie, I had no choice but to go along with it. If I didn’t, Sarah and her friends would make it their mission to destroy them both.
At lunch, she and Exie sit far away and always in front of other students, so they block the view of any of us seated at the table. Sarah slides into the seat next to me with her overpriced coffee and crackers. She is always worried about her weight, and she shouldn’t be. If anything, she should eat more. She hardly has an ass to even sit on at the table.
As much as she thinks every guy wants to nail her, she isn’t Aura. Aura is the exact opposite, and you can’t even compare. Aura is pretty and kind and doesn’t deserve the hand life has thrown at her. Sarah is stuck up, annoying, and a total bitch.
The girl I want sits across the cafeteria, hating me. The girl seated next to me, I made the mistake of officially making her my girlfriend.
