Chapter 3

You Look Pretty In Red

The day ends quickly, and I find myself reluctantly making my way to detention.

It's in a dingy room in the basement, a fluorescent light flickering on and off. Mr. Admas sits behind the desk, grading papers when I walk in. He lifts his eyes only, peering at me over his reading glasses.

"Now you're early, Ms. Hanson."

I shrug, taking a seat in the middle, away from his desk.

He sets his pen down and narrows his eyes at me. "You have a clean slate here."

Shivers ran through me, my skin breaking out in goosebumps. A clean slate. Somewhere where I won't be blamed for surviving a crash that killed everyone else. Where I won't be looked at with pity, and then with blame.

I close my eyes, center myself and then open them on an inhale.

"Pick your friends wisely," is all he says before returning to the paperwork in front of him.

I ignore him, clenching my teeth together as I open my bag and dig through to find my homework. I take out a notebook, but only manage to doodle on it absentmindedly, my thoughts going to Aiden one too many times.

Fuck. I havn't even been here a whole day and I'm already developing a crush like some little schoolgirl.

Shouts come from the hallway and the door slams open. My head shoots up and my stomach twists when three students saunter in. I can tell right off the bat that they think they rule the school.

Arrogance wafts off of them, especially the tallest one that walks in first. Dark- haired with piercing dark eyes. He glances around the room before locking his gaze on me. A teasing smile curls in lips. Mischievous. Untrustworthy.

He immediately has the warning bells going off in my head.

"Zaid," Mr. Admas practically growls from his desk.

Zaid keeps his eyes on me, that smile never leaving his lips. "Yes, Mr. Admas?"

"You're late. Take a seat and leave Ms. Hanson alone."

Zaid clicks his tongue. "Why would I do that? It would take all the fun out of it."

in his chair, placing his arms behind

me.

is not meant

other two students sit behind Zaid, snorting as they bump elbows and wink at

me a grin. "What's your

cheeks burn. I can feel the heat all the way to my ears. I rub the scar on my wrist and calm my breathing. I just want him to leave me alone.

of my fingers, frowning as he takes in the scar on my wrist.

voice cuts right through me. That he can point something out like that with a

together and turn away from him, continuing to doodle in

the last time a girl

you to let her suck

my head, hiding

me to write you

"Mrs. Reece already wrote me down for next

"The week after that?"

letting his hair fall over the back of his

can feel Zaid beside me, can feel that he hasn't taken his eyes off of me and I look to

between each other but I drown them out, focusing on my doodling instead, when Zaid reaches for my desk. He grabs one of the legs and pulls my desk until it smacks

you get the

frown. "I'm not a

his eyes

keep asking me

loudly. "Aiden got

smile lifting his

fucking business," I spit

and deep.

enough,"

want me to tell the entire school exactly why your wife left you,"

Admas' lips purse tightly, his cheeks turning red. He shoots me and look of disdain and sits in his

grip my pen tight, trying not to reach for my

lifts an eyebrow.

head, "I'd rather

"You're

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