tbooks that my past classes had given me as I made my way th
o being in a lifestyle of riches and
with the whiteboard eraser as I went to turn around (thank God, only once for that ). I was beyond embarrassed but I was just glad th
tion quickly before shoving my books inside and slamming it shut. I then proceeded to brush the imaginary dust off of my plaid skirt that
hed with wide eyes as girls chatted together and boys shoved each other's sho
ndering for a moment if I would ever be able to fit in. After all, I wasn't a billionaire's daughter or son like they were. Sighing, I strolled towards the line and grabbed
times in history where I'd managed not to do something stupid. With a satisfactory grin, I turned, making my wa
my chin of the tomato sauce before I blinked my lashes upward to see a laughing table full of boys an
she challenged, and I found my
at was on the floor and the next thing I knew, I was falling face-forward again. Except this time, I landed on a boy who'd been standin
ng the boy u
riously before sitting up, his gaze locking with mine. There, sitting on the floor next to me with sauce remnants from my sh
at the table to see the girl who'd been recording glaring at me. "Did y
urted, my cheeks so red by now that
ucking boyfri
o know that?!" My eyes widened
emely embarrassed or angry, which made s
stood up but before she could try anything, the boy who I'd tripped o
e stated. "She didn'
ssed her so now she's tr
ld be in front of her. "I'm not that revengeful that I'd deliberately k
when a warm hand wrapped around my forearm and yanked me away from the sc
't budge. Instead, he led me into the girls' bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror, making me watch my pa
ered, taking the napkins and rubb
"I know. I just tho
the corner of his lips, "She's not my girlfriend." My head snapped to the sid
psycho bitch to hat
ve a handsome, hot Greek
thought you said you
a little self-c
ection, glad that most of the damage was gone except fo
back from murdering someone," I stated, si
-in-crime," the boy added, and
what exactly does my p
e door, his hand wrapping around the handle as his
fingers, "See you
small salute. "