Just me and you

it wasn't me, or better yet-bolt. My heart sank the moment I re

yeing the boy I was qui

p brown, tousled in a careless way that somehow worked. He wore a black T-shirt under a faux leather jacket with a speckled gray hoodie lining. His

said, grinning. "But you've g

o, I

d sugar sludge," I said flatly, slammin

sideways. "So if you'd be so kind as to move y

old you to screw off, bro,"

m said it-juice boy's broad shoulders were blocking my line of sight. I was

earted apology," I snap

name," he replied, folding

idiots. Even the one with the scruffy blonde hair was wearing a m

" I asked, sarcasm dripping from my words. "What ar

s burst ou

y slamming and fist-bumping each other li

sement. "Alright, now you'

That

th this whole

I repeated with a s

aiming straight for his foot. Unfortunately for me, I ha

d and fel

into hi

me, holding me upright for a m

s. His cheeks were a bit pink too, which only made it worse-was h

nds were

ally cryin

and stormed off wi

r tha

phy. I was seated beside Lola, who lean

mystery boy-you know, the one I

wly, now hal

eaming. "His name is Roman Carter. And he didn't

iously, not understand

he sent some guy to the hospital, and the cops were this cl

. "You're

ed. "It's w

thought of a semi-criminal casual

mystery boy?" I

, grinning wickedly. "But you

can spend the rest of my high school years actively avoidi

d turned back toward her t

eventful. I made it to the end of the day without a single glimpse of juice boy, Roman Ca

ached my locke

Piper, a

phones in hand, whispering and scowling

mach d

n?" I asked, wa

aside, giving

giant frilly pink pape

m

ery boy

est, his arms around me-had been snapped and printed.

ere. Where every

ling it in my fists. "It's not

ssed. "Because that's not the only place it'

?" I

hone. Sure enough, t

rms. The hallw

as head over heels for a boy who prac

all-he knew

campus, start to finish. And like true b

etween gasps. "You literal

ere that desperate!" Piper

ted. "I missed, okay? It's not like I meant

ing on her phone, "the person w

urned to he

sh class," she explained, showing me the account. The pro

zed him i

iots laughing during

y wasn't the evil m

t letting his idiot fr

e'd need answ

e find Max Stewart. And wh

ing to Lola. "You do know

grin

dy to meet y

. "Bring

s boy's social downfall if

hat I

ounds were f