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Blaise grabbed an empty chair from the back and dragged it—literally dragged the metal legs on the tiled floor—toward me. He placed the metal chair in the middle of the aisle, not caring that he wasn’t even sitting at a desk. I gulped and dared to peek over at him.
Sculpted jaw, dark—almost black—eyes, and a body so defined that all the girls swooned over him.
He looked over and fucking smirked at me. I turned back to my textbook and wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans.
Heat crawled up my neck, my throat drying. Why was he looking at me like that? He never looked at me, even when we had been paired up for projects in other classes. I was a plain nobody in this school, and I liked it that way. I desperately wanted to keep it that way. But for some reason, the world wanted to fuck me over today.
Once he finally turned away from me, I let out a deep breath and finally forced myself to breathe again. What the hell was I going to do? He didn’t even know we were partners, and he had just been …gawkingat me.
Maddie looked over her shoulder and furrowed her brows at me, as if to ask what had happened. I sank lower in my seat and shrugged, unsure of it myself.
When the bell rang to signal the end of class, I quickly gathered up all my materials and stuffed them into my backpack, on a mission to put as much space between Blaise and me as I could. I didn’t care that we were partners. The project didn’t start until the next class.
Before I could walk away from him, Blaise grabbed my wrist in his rough, callous hand and pulled me back. Everyone in class—including The Grinch herself—stared over at us. My cheeks were burning up, my heart pounding.
“After school. Parking lot. Don’t be late.”
Then, Blaise released me and walked out of the classroom without glancing back. My eyes widened at the door, fear running through my veins.
What the fuck did Blaise Harleen want with me? Did he really think that I would meet him in the parking lot this afternoon? No, fuck that. I had to skip—skip class, skip town maybe …
Because Blaise Harleen wasn’t known to play nice. And I, Vera Rodriguez, didn’t know what the hell I had done to catch the eye of the most ruthless boy in town.
ChapterTwo
BLAISE
After picking up my skateboard from the dirty tiled floor, I held it by my side and sauntered into Redwood’s main building for lunch period. I walked alone in the chilly fall air because I didn’t give a fuck about the fakers in this town.
Nobody cared about anyone else. And nobody gave a fuck about me.
Except Vera now.
Vera had barely spared me two glances over the past four years, but the way she had looked at me today when I dragged a chair over to her desk and told her to meet me later was the best fucking thing I had seen all week.
With her brown eyes wide as fuck, her staring up at me like she actually gave a fuck about what I needed to talk to her about, as if she really, truly feared me, fuck, it had done something to me. People in Redwood only cared about themselves, but Vera … well, she now cared about whatIhad to say to her.
It was comical, laughable almost.
And it brought me joy in this miserable place that everyone called Redwood, so I wasn’t going to just scare Vera off. Tonight, I wanted to see what she had to say for herself for the sex-filled story she had written in her notebook.
Vera had rushed down the hallway so fast before World History that she didn’t notice the pages that had slipped out of her notebook. Thankfully, I had. And tonight, I wanted to steal her entire notebook from her, so I could read more.
“Mr. Harleen,” Principal Vaughn said right before I slipped into the cafeteria. He stood in front of the doors and crossed his arms over his long and scrawny chest. “What did I tell you about skateboards at this school? They’re prohibited.”
A low chuckle escaped my throat. “And what did I tell you before, Steve?”
He gritted his teeth. “It’s Principal Vaughn to you.”
“I believe I said, ‘Go fuck yourself, Stevie.’ So, leave me the hell alone.”
Deciding that I really wanted to get on his nerves today, I tossed my skateboard onto the ground right in front of him, hopped on it, and slid right through the open doors and into the cafeteria. He grabbed my shoulder as I passed him, but I kept my balance and shoved him away.
“Remember who pays your fucking bills, Vaughn,” I snapped.
That was the only thing Mom and Dad were good for. Threatening teachers.
Principal Vaughn clenched his jaw and stormed down the hallway, back to his office, where that fucking creep belonged. I wouldn’t see him for the rest of the day until I finally pissed him off enough to where he called my parents. Even then, they wouldn’t give a fuck.
