Chapter 12

Harper

Tears start to burn at his rejection, at his cruelty, so badly that I can’t see where I’m going as I shove through more grinding bodies and surging hormones. My vision blurs as I run back down the hall. I look over my shoulder and sure enough Easton’s still watching, that smug asshole smile in place.

Islam hard into something and fall, hearing Easton’s laugh along with Aisha’s over the pounding music.

I blink up. It’s Blake, because of

 

course it would be Blake.

“Oh shit.” He quickly pulls me to my feet. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”

Because I’m invisible, aren’t I?

Unwanted

Uninvited

Great, am I really going to cry in front of him, of all people?

The biggest ass in the senior class with the emotional intelligence of а реа.

He takes one look at me and curses, then starts dragging me down the hall and into the garage, where I burst into giant, gut

 

wrenching sobs.

night’s ending

the off-limits guy I’ve crushed on for years, to the player who’s

roaming over me like I’m some sort of foreign creature. He lifts his hand, then drops

briefly hug him back, completely weirded out that the third part

friend trio-the one who once jumped off of the roof into our

I can do?”

frowning.

hell?” He shakes his

at least the tears

I suddenly feel offended?” He laughs. “Do I have to

feelings?”

 

for a minute

crosses his bulky, tanned arms. “Okay,

“You know what I

should probably explain it to me since I’m a guy and

pretty he is, with his dark hair pulled back into a bun and his green eyes focused only

 

try again. “I just mean you’re Blake Elliot. You have

 

know…idiocy.”

a brow.

“Sure?”

grade point averages in our class. I’m just bored as hell sitting

my eyes. “Are

I’m failing and might have to repeat

 

“What!” My jaw drops.

up his right hand like he’s

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