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But this fucking bitch knew what I was going to do, and she moved right in front of me, actually stepped closer, and kissed me.
ChapterTwenty
VERA
After Blaise had forced me to release a chapter of my super-smutty book online, I had been anxiously visiting the website on my phone all morning to see if anyone had read it. It was currently sitting at thirty-two views on the first chapter and had one comment that read,More, please!!!
I stared at my screen and grinned, heart racing. Never in a million years had I thought anyone would want to actually read my writing or want more of it. It was only one chapter, but … it had taken so much courage to put it out there. I hadn’t even let Maddie read any yet.
Once I forced myself to shove my phone into my pocket and vow not to check it until lunch—otherwise, I’d become obsessive—I did the combination for my locker and opened it up to grab books for my classes.
One by one, I aimlessly pulled out the books and held them against my hip. Honestly, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about last night at all. Blaise had brought me home only minutes before Mom got home from her double shift, and I’d kinda, sorta actually had a good time with him.
Only problem was, now, I had to keep Blaise away from Mateo. I didn’t need him to influence my brother in any way, shape, or form. Mateo had goals and needed to stay focused on getting out of this shitty town for good. Neither of us could stand it.
Some rowdy freshmen and sophomores walked down the hallway. I glanced over my shoulder to see Mateo and his friend right along with them. My eyes nearly popped out of my fucking head at the sight. Mateo rarely talked toanyone.
“Mateo?” I called down the hallway toward my brother.
He stood in the middle of a small group of freshmen and sophomores. My stomach tightened because, well, Mateo didn’t have many friends to start with, and I didn’t want him to get bullied. Redwood was filled with roaches dressed as people.
“Mateo!”
After I shouted for him a second time, he looked over his shoulder at me and grinned. Grinned! Mateo was socializing with people who I’d consider to be the popular crowd, and he looked as if he was enjoying it. I didn’t know how to feel.
“What?” he asked.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good.”
And with that, the first bell rang, and he disappeared in the sea of Redwood students. I waited for a few moments, then turned back toward my locker to gather the rest of my books for the first few periods.
Ever since last night, I couldn’t get my mind off Blaise. I hadn’t liked the way he was looking at me, or the way he reacted when I told him I got on birth control for him, or the way he touched me like he owned me, the way he … made me come over and over and over last night.
Gah, I was fucking losing it.
Nerves zipped through my body. I glanced down the hallway toward the main doors, where he always sauntered in, and bit the inside of my cheek when I didn’t see him. He was late, as usual, but I … I thought I had seen his car parked in the student lot when I came in.
Was I disappointed that he wasn’t here? No. Definitely not. At least, this way, he wouldn’t bother me and draw attention to us before first period. Hell, I could barely get through yesterday after he took me into the stairwell.
Once more and more people started to clear the hallways, I found myself lingering at my locker. Waiting. Just freaking waiting for him to show up. I knew that if I stood here long enough, until right before the second bell rang and I was supposed to be in Biology, he’d show. He always did, didn’t he?
As the second bell rang, I cursed under my breath for how stupid I had been. What the hell was I doing here, waiting for Blaise Harleen? Why’d I feel something last night? It wasn’t like it’d meant anything to him. He had only been looking for a quick fuck.
I quickly closed my locker and hurried down the hallway toward Biology. This would be the first time I was late for that class, and the teacher wasbeyondterrifying sometimes. I just hoped that—
Before I could turn the corner to head toward the science wing, a janitor’s closet door swung open. Skylar, the fucking slut, sauntered out of the small, dimly lit room with her blonde hair wild, wiping off some spit from the corner of her red-stained lips.
She looked me up and down, her lips curling into a smirk. “Hey, Vera.”
When my name left her lips, my stomach dropped. I found myself turning my gaze from Skylar to the janitor’s closet, where Blaise fucking Harleen walked out with red lipstick on the corner of his mouth.
My fingers felt numb, weak. The books slipped from my hands and smacked hard against the tiled floor, the sound echoing through Redwood’s empty halls. Blaise looked over at me, his hard eyes widening.
“Vera,” he breathed out, looking between Skylar and me.
Stupid, innocent Vera had thought that there was something between them. Stupid, innocent Vera had gotten played like the many, many, many characters she had written about these past few years. Stupid, innocent Vera had fallen for the bad boy and was now suffering the consequences.
