ed you?"
hands raised. "Woah t
o be an as
kets. God, he really is obnoxiously gorgeous. Like, I'm mad that someone
walk away. It feels like we're sparring
came for, he nods once and walks away.
is shoulder, "See yo
I
fter seeing Mr. Foster and then the gorgeous asshole one
t into a grassy slope. I sink to a
tebooks have been filled with doodles for as long as I
that's usua
y mind wander, I realize my scribble
ched e
t fresh on a blank sheet, taking
d you
ir slouched on the steps above me in front of me. He has on a br
othing my hand over my note
way. Without looking, he pulls a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his
because I found a pack of cigarettes in the street when
The boy lights it for me, his eyes watching the flame as it tongues the tip. When it catches
new," he
eyes. Not
moke and leans back against the metal stair railing. "Bo
und. The g
f kids who've chosen seats over on this grassy slope don't exactly measure up to the boy who scared me in the ha
n much of a ch
ud of smoke. "We're a better pick th
"The Gold
naïve. You won't last l
hole, or are you going to explain w
oss the lawn. I follow it to see a group of guys
scly. The tall one has short-cropped hair, a long nose, and is dressed in name brand fr
ther boots, and a white T-shirt half tucked into his waistband. His skin is deeply tanned an
two boys in front part, letting a third boy
boy fro
l shape of his lips. His face looks just as chiseled as it did in the shadows, though, and I realize t
wls, "are the Golden Boys.
mmediately. I don't kno
n Foster. Son of
u
Dallas?" comes a new vo
to the side. She has on skintight jeans and a dangerously low-cut T-shirt. Her hair is bright red and
" Dallas snarls
eat a dick?" sh
ce to meet you, new girl. Be careful of those assholes. Be careful of this
f a horned devil on the back of hi
he stairway railing and smiles at me. "Thought y
voice I've heard all day. "
. Nothing interesting ever happens here. I've been going to school with
leather jacket in quick succession, but the girl seems bubbly and warm. I sigh and make
ks her head in the direction of th
I pause before finishi
he's in a biker gang. But don't let the tough guy façade fool
open. "He is
rimace. "With the obnoxiously l
a lot to proce
alf of it." Then she catches me staring into the dist
aze. "Dallas was sayin
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