Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 112951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
I was gut-punched by that one. Air left my lungs, and I didn’t have anything to shoot back. Not at first, then a whole torrent bubbled up. I straightened from my car. “Are you kidding me?”
“No, but I’m not going to take this bullshit, either. You can’t talk down to me, Clarke. I like you, as in the you who’s so goddamn feisty, the one who makes me laugh because it’s so obvious she has trust issues, the one who must’ve been crushed by some asshole so hard that she hides how fucking beautiful she is from everyone, even from herself. I don’t know who that guy is, or what he did to you, but I am not that guy. I can be a dick sometimes. I’ll admit that, but I’m not the guy you can walk over. It’s normal for me to say I might like you. That’s a normal thing to do.”
My mind was amok. I had no idea what was up or down. “What are you talking about?”
“Nothing.” He held his hands up, surrendering, and backed away. “I’m not saying anything. We’re not dating. I guess we’re not even friends, but hey, if you want to get fucked so hard you see stars, I guess I’m the guy for that.” He shook his head, and turning, he left.
I drove back to school, but it wasn’t until I parked and was walking up to my dorm that I realized I didn’t even remember the drive. I was physically there, but nothing else had left Shay’s street.
I was still wondering what the hell just happened.
When I went to my first class, then my next, then lunch, and finally my last before heading home, a weird déjà vu hit me.
Everything was back to normal.
No guys called out to me. It was like the Dick Crusher video hadn’t happened. Missy was back to being her condescending, yet passively friendly self. Holly and the cousin stopped by afterward before the three of them went to supper together. I had no phone calls. No Gage hiding out or sending my friends to find me or calling me. Even Sabrina, Shay’s gorgeous friend, was busy studying at the desk. She didn’t look up to say hello. No Linde. No Shay. No political science group meetings.
The only difference was that there was also no Kristina, and that meant no Casey, Laura, or Sarah.
I understood that part.
They would’ve had an eventful night. If they were around, I had no doubt they were sleeping. Emotional hangovers were a thing, and after Missy and her crew left, I was alone. Like really alone, like pre-Shay alone.
It felt glorious.
Well, maybe not. I didn’t feel right about Shay, but I’d see him in a day. We could sort out whatever happened on his street. Till then, I studied to my heart’s content. I made trips to my dorm’s computer lab, and I even got naughty. I stole some of the computer’s printing papers, stuffing them down the front of my shirt. My inner dork was coming out full-force. It was like I’d been around “cool” people too much for my system. It was rebelling. It needed an outlet, and I indulged. All of the colored highlighters came out. Not just the primary colors, all of them. I used pink for one textbook, and added purple on the next.
All caution was thrown to the wind. It was only eight, but I went to the library.
I really let my freak out.
An energy drink. Coffee from the cart. My own Twizzlers this time. Even a bag of chocolate candies. I was going nuts on the caffeine and sugar, and then I found an empty study room on the top and most isolated floor in the library.
I stayed until midnight.
It was some of the best studying I’ve had. Ever. Mind-blowing.
I was caught up and refreshed for the midterms coming up.
I was almost drooling as I headed back to the dorm.
I was in a nerd high, not thinking about Shay and all the confusion in my life. The day made sense. Everything was back in order. I was studying and being prepared.
I left the library and turned down a sidewalk that cut to my dorm.
I didn’t know they were hiding in the same set of trees where Gage and I talked about Casey. Or that as I went past them, they looked to make sure no one else was around. It was Monday night, and it was when the library closed. Everyone left around ten, then more trickled out until eleven-thirty. Only the most determined or the most desperate stayed till actual closing time, and I was one of those. I was determined.
So were they.
They came up behind me.
Two shadows fell on top of mine. The shadows were cast ahead of me since the biggest light was by the library behind us. I glanced down, a half second, and saw them.