Mia Evian has to piece together the mystery of Zack Maddox, the bad boy whose life she saved, while simultaneously keeping her own crumbling life together before Zack ends up in trouble again - or worse yet, dead.
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I stay at Preston's house--a term I use loosely--again that night. The thought of going home and facing Gwen is still too much to deal with. I'm merely postponing the inevitable, but the longer I can pretend it isn't happening, the better. Preston drives me to college the next day, and in fairness, anyone with an ounce of common sense would've realised this, but being chauffeured to college at nine in the morning by Zack Maddox is an atrocious idea.
As I make my way to my law lesson, I don't think I pass a single person who doesn't stare at me like I'm some wild, foreign species. As for what they're saying, they could sure as hell do with a lesson in whispering.
'No way, that's not her! She's not even that pretty.'
'Did you definitely see her get out of his car? Ugh, he can do way better than her.'
Whoa, guys, calm down on the compliments.
'You can tell she's a slut, is she even wearing a bra?'
That one had me rolling my eyes around my skull. What whether I'm wearing a bra or not has to do with my sexual endeavours, I do not know. Kind of makes me want to start an anti-rape culture, feminist protest. I'm charging through the library, while planning where I can get some picket signs, when there's a harsh tug on my arm.
'Mia, you sly dog!'
Aiden.
'Please don't start.' I groan. 'Before you even think of asking, I wouldn't touch Zack Maddox's genitals with a barge pole if doing so would grant me infinite wealth and beauty.'
'Holy Mackerel, bit extreme.' He holds his hands up defensively before taking a seat in front of one of the library computers. 'I heard rumours and got excited, okay? I figured you wouldn't have anyway, considering you and Robbie have your thing. Plus you'd be getting on my sloppy seconds, of course, considering Zack and I have shared a passionate kiss in the past. I mean, yeah sure, he wasn't conscious, but I don't think that really matters.'
I groan as I slump into the chair next to him. I'll probably be late for law, but I can't say I really care. The library is packed, but the watchful eye of the librarian is causing all chatter to become monotonous murmurs, not that it helps. I can still hear what everyone's talking about. Is this what it's like to be Preston? No wonder he has a few screws loose.
'Robbie and I don't have a thing,' I mutter. 'Anyway, yeah, if anyone does ask you, please ensure them that I haven't been seduced by Zack's mediocre charm, please?'
Aiden salutes me, which I assume is him agreeing to my request, and so I thank him before making my way to class.
By noon, the majority of the gossiping has died down. I have some bitchy comments flung at me, and the stares are still coming in thick and fast, but it's better. I'm not most pleased with Preston when the time comes for our maths lesson, though. With the exam approaching, I'm now having to endure two hours a week of tutoring. The room is just as disorganised as ever, with paper flung across the only table in there. The walls seriously need decorating, so much so that even sticking some of my maths homework on them would brighten up the place.
