You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 24

Easton

I heard the rumors about Harper‘s vandalized locker at the beginning of first period. How someone wrote slut on the front of it in black spray paint-like what the fuck?

By the end of class, I’m being called into the vice principal’s office. The serious expression on Mr. Rose’s face tells me he means business, and he doesn’t even hesitate with his accusation.

“Did you vandalize a locker this morning before school started?”

he asks.

I scoff, shocked he would think it’s me. “Absolutely not. Why the hell would I do that?”

The pointed look he sends me for cursing at him makes me want to say something else. Something ruder. “Watch your mouth. And where were you on campus before the first bell rang?”

“Out in front of the school, like always am. I have witnesses if you need them to vouch for me.” I lean back in my chair, completely at ease.

“Let me look in your backpack.” Mr. Rose points at where it sits on

the floor.

“No.”

“Thave every right to search your belongings when you’re on school property.” He flicks his fingers. “Give it to me. Now.”

Without a word I hand over my backpack and he settles it on top of his desk before he zips it open, rifling through my things. Irritation fills me but I’m confident he won’t find shit. I don’t even know what he’s looking for. A spray paint can? The person who actually did this would have to be a complete idiot to walk around with the evidence still on them.

“Looks like there’s nothing.” Mr. Rose says once he’s finished and gives it back over to me.

“Want to search my car? I can guarantee there’s nothing incriminating in there either,” I say.

“Not yet,” Mr. Rose says, which sets off a fresh wave of annoyance.

think

mentioned in the list of

is replaced by full flown anger. Did Harper actually believe ! would do something so awful to her? What kind of asshole

still think I did it?” I rise to my feet, slinging my backpack

so be prepared to get called back in,” Mr. Rose says before I leave his

through the halls like a damn robot, my gaze

baby, want to go off

ch

black shirt and high waisted jeans. She looks good as usual, but the problem with Aisha is she

thanks,” I bite out as I

moving through the crowds of people like a shark whose scented his prey. I find her in the cafeteria, sitting at a table with Sadie, the both of them hovered close and whispering. I stop in front of the table,

I demand, my voice so loud they

contemplates me coolly, her expression completely unreadable. “What

talk to you. I pause.

head. “Not

shit what you think.” I round the table and place my hand on her shoulder. Just like that, a bolt of

So fucking annoying.

just boss me

about me and your fucking locker,” I

slips off the bench and we’re walking beside each other, exiting the cafeteria together.

that I’m

us too, his face

go

mostly devoid of people. The moment we’re out of sight, she’s yanking her arm out of my hand, turning on me like she

locker,” I tell her before

freezes, her mouth falling open for a brief second before she

a dick but I would never go that far,” I continue. “I don’t know who did it, and after what’s happened between

you’d think I would be

awful.”