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 where

player who’s slept with every girl on the cheerleading squad

He lifts his hand, then drops it, before he finally pulls me in

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

one who once jumped off of the roof into our pool, screaming

can

frowning. “Are

hell?” He shakes his head.

at least the tears stopped

do I suddenly feel offended?” He laughs. “Do I

feelings?”

 

think for a minute

arms.

myself smiling. “You

it to me since I’m a guy

pulled back into a bun and his

 

my lips and try again. “I just mean you’re Blake Elliot. You

 

know…idiocy.”

brow. “Wanna know

“Sure?”

of the highest grade point averages in our class. I’m just bored as hell sitting there, so you know…I entertain.”

my eyes. “Are you

to repeat my

 

“What!” My jaw drops.

old do I look? Damn, now I’m doubly offended.” He holds up his right hand like he’s taking an oath. “I’ve never repeated school ever, not even

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