“What do you want, Krystal?” I folded my arms with annoyance as Sienna left us to it.
As usual, Krystal had on a super short mini dress, and a full face of makeup. She was a pretty girl underneath it all; she didn’t need it.
“So, I don’t like you. You don’t like me, I hope not anyway,” she made a face as she flicked her hair. “But we need to swap partners for Psych. They’ve partnered me with some loser, and I see they have partnered you with my boyfriend.”
I glared at her with disbelief, unable to disguise my jealousy.
“Cal isyourboyfriend?”
She laughed in my face before smiling smugly.
“What do you call someone who you spend most of your time naked with, exploring each other’s bodies? Yes,dumbass, he is my boyfriend. So, we are swapping partners. Have a nice life.”
She stalked off, leaving me furious.
How dare Krystal think she can order me around?
Cal wasmypartner! We had already started working together, too. More to the point, Cal had said she wasn’t his girl. I clenched my fists as I trembled with rage. I was about to storm into school when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Hey, baby.”
It was Luke, his handsome face creased with worry. “Are you okay? What’s up with Krystal?” His eyes followed Krystal with a strange expression on his face before he looked back at me. “You haven’t answered my texts or calls?”
I blinked at him, only half-listening.
“Sorry Luke, I’m just tired... and you know Krystal, always dependable to be a bitch.”
He reached up to kiss me as I stepped back, pointing towards the school as a way of explanation.
“I can’t babe, I need to get to class, I’m already late...”
He frowned and looked at me suspiciously.
“Can we talk later, Luke?” I called over my shoulder, turning on my heel, as I hurried into school, not waiting for his answer. I ran down the corridor, despite the signs reminding me it was banned.
The day passed in a blur until I received a text from Luke asking me to meet him by the bleachers after school.
I knew I couldn’t avoid Luke much longer, with the dance being tonight. I made my way to the bleachers, finding him fresh from football practice. He was all sweaty and gorgeous, making me feel guilty for being such an awful girlfriend, but what could I do?
I can’t help how I feel.
“Here you are,” he said happily, tugging me into his arms. “What time shall I pick you up for the dance later?”
Why was it annoying me that he assumes we are going together?
Of course, we would be; we were a couple, after all.
“Is seven good?” he murmured, tilting my head up to kiss my lips softly. “Are you okay?”
I noticed Krystal and Cal sitting on the bleachers behind him, leaning back against the bench whilst Krystal ran her hands down his chest, whispering in his ear.
His presence alone left me breathless, and the familiar zing of electricity travelled through my body at the thought of him watching me.
His aviators hid his eyes so I couldn’t see where he was looking; I just hoped he wasn’t watching us—how awkward. I forced a smile as I moved my gaze back to Luke.
“I just need to relax, I think. Tonight, will be good for me. Can we enjoy the night with no pressure or questions?”
“Of course, baby. I’ll meet you at seven. Can’t wait to see what you’re wearing.”
