crazy.â
âAre you eating lunch with me?â His smile beckoned me to say yes. And those eyes. How could someone be so flipping hot? Why did he have to be so nice?
Kat kicked my ankle, and I yelped. âErâ¦I canât. Iâm tutoring Kat. Maybe I can bring her along.â
The grin left his face like heâd been doused with cold water. âBut school just started a couple of days ago. How can she need help already?â
âUmâsheâs doing an accelerated program. She has to start off on-track or sheâll fall behind.â I offered what I hoped was a sincere look and fidgeted in my seat.
Maybe they shouldâve called me the Fairy God Liar.
âOkay, why donât you write me in for Monday, then? And no excuses. Iâve got something big planned.â He brushed his fingers down my arm as he turned to face the front of the room.
My dream guy wanted to have lunch with me. So perfect. So gorgeous. Soâ
Kat cleared her throat and I spun around in my desk. Iâm so screwed!
âDonât worry. Iâve got a plan.â It wasnât a total lie. I had every intention of going to lunch on Monday. Only Iâd have Kat in tow. He didnât say not to bring anyone.
But picturing Katrina and Connor together made me sick. She didnât deserve someone as nice as him. Deep down, I knew it didnât matter. The sphere had spoken. He was supposed to be hers.
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Seth glowered as I picked at my turkey sandwich. He stabbed a slice of chicken, chomped it down in two bites, then pushed his tray back. What was wrong with him?
Across from us Jack nuzzled Rileyâs neck until she giggled. They whispered sweet nothings to each other.
Talk about my gag reflex getting a workout.
âAre you really tutoring Katrina? I mean, come on, you could easily tell her to find someone else,â Taylor said.
Too bad it wasnât that easy. âNo, I canât. Listen, itâll look good on my college apps.â
âBut youâre only a junior.â She tapped her cocoa-colored fingernails on the table.
âAnd this is the year to start getting stuff in order.â Wow, I sounded like my mom.
Taylorâs frown deepened. She leaned against the cafeteria wall. âSince I donât want to ruin our whole lunch hour with talk of Katrina, whatâd Connor want?â
âOh, he asked me to have lunch with him Monday. But Iâm not sure if Iâll goâKat kind of seems more his type.â
Taylorâs fist struck the table, causing our lunches to jump.
âIf sheâs bullying you, I swear Iâll punch her in the mouth until her veneers come out her butt.â
I cringed. That certainly gave a whole new meaning to the phrase, âbutt-chewing.â This wasnât going to be as easy as I thought.
âJust drop it.â Seth spoke up. I loved how he defended me. âYou donât have to force Connor down her throat.â He grabbed his tray then stood up.
âIâm not forcing him on her. She wanted him until that ho-bag Katrina showed up this morning.â Taylorâs eyes narrowed. âIâm just trying to be a good friend.â
âYeah, well knock it off.â Seth stormed away. I leapt to my feet to follow him.
âIâll see you later,â I called over my shoulder to Taylor.
When I caught up to Seth, I bumped his arm with my shoulder. âThanks for back there.â
âNo problem. Taylor can be pushy.â
We stopped at my locker to grab the books for my next class. âYouâre telling me.â
âHey, Maggie.â Connor jogged toward us. âWish you got to come to the game tonight. Iâll be playing hard for you.â He winked.
My throat went dry. My pulse leapt into overdrive. âThanksâgood luck!â
His smile faded when he noticed Seth. âI thought you and Kat planned on studying?â
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