Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

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."

chair, placing

me.

not meant to be

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

me a

I rub the scar on my wrist and calm my breathing. I just want him to

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

drips with amusement, but the humor in his voice cuts right through me. That he can point something out like that with a smile on his face without a care

my lips together and turn away

laugh. "Zaid, when was the last time a girl didn't drop

to let her

my head, hiding behind

me to write you down

Reece already wrote me

"The week after that?"

over the back of his

I look to

each other but I drown them out, focusing on my doodling instead, when Zaid reaches

you get the scar,

frown. "I'm

his

everyone keep asking

"Aiden got to her first,

that creepy smile lifting his lips again. "Where'd you get the

your fucking business," I spit

chuckles, low and deep. "Feisty. I like

That's enough," Mr. Admas

your wife left you," Zaid speaks to him, voice loud and commanding

and look of disdain and sits in his seat, quietly. Shock spreads through

grip my pen tight, trying not

an

head,

widens. "You're going to