front of her, greeting her with a smile as she straightened again. “Hey, Sue. Never seen a basketball?” I reached for Jake’s ball in her hands and let it spin on my finger. A quick glance at the back confirmed, yep, the guys were avidly observing each of my movements. Nosy suckers.
Sue followed my gaze and was rewarded with a bright grin from T-Rex and the rest. “My name is Susan ,” she snarled at me when she turned back.
Ah, Miss Finicky today, was she? I chuckled. “I’m wondering…does my brother know that his girlfriend is in detention?”
“If you tell him, I’m going to shoot you,” she fired back at me, as if I’d hit a nerve—which, on second thought, I probably had. In a slightly lower voice that was no less annoyed, she added, “And I’m not his girlfriend.”
“Yeah. I know that.” The non-kiss yesterday was evidence enough. Sue gaped at me for a tense moment and then turned her attention to the math stuff in front of her, deliberately ignoring me. Maybe that was what Tyler had meant about her stomping on my ego because, frankly, it annoyed me like hell. Girls didn’t normally brush me off, and I didn't have to do much to get their attention either.
But with Sue, it was like crashing into a brick wall. Over and over…
From the corner of my eye, I saw the guys snickering, so I glared at them before lowering myself into the chair next to Sue. I’d come here for some answers, and she wasn’t going to get rid of me until she provided them. Stacking my feet on the table, I balanced the chair on two legs and spun the ball on my finger. “So, what got you in here?”
After a long moment, in which she said nothing at all, she put down her pen and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “You, in fact.”
“Me?” I caught the spinning ball, staring at her in surprise. “Wow.” So Hunter wasn’t kidding. If I got her in here, I should know why. Only problem was, I had no clue. “How?”
“My history teacher saw me flipping you off this morning.”
I cracked up. So it really was not me who landed her in detention. She just had to be careful about her indecent gestures in public. But I feigned a hurt look anyway. “Yeah, that was actually rude.” I wiggled my finger in her face. “We really need to work on your manners if you’re going to keep going out with my brother. Speaking of which…” I resumed spinning the ball and looked innocently at her from under my lashes. “Are you two going to meet up again today?”
“Why are you so interested in your brother’s privacy?” Sue whined. “You should stop poking your nose where it doesn’t belong. Especially when it’s also concerning my privacy.” She arched her eyebrows. “Because I’m not going to tell you shit.”
“Ah, such a cute mouth and such bad words,” I teased her. “Now I get why you’ve been put in detention, Miss Miller. Must be a soccer thing with the language, eh?”
Sue frowned at me as if she had no freaking clue what I was talking about. I shrugged and went on, “It was a surprise to see you sitting with the Bay Sharks at lunch today. I assumed you’d be with the geek squad.”
She cut me a sharp glare. “Why would you think that?” Quickly enough, her face lit with understanding. “Oh, no, let me guess. The glasses, right? You really think because I’m wearing them I’m a nerd?”
“Hmmm. That was the idea, yes.” And the ponytail, and the Harry Potter shirt, and the modest clothes, and… Hey, hadn’t Ryan even called her book lover today?
“And Ethan didn’t tell you that I was”—she interrupted herself with a sweet eye-roll—“ am on the soccer team?”
Whoa. She was? Sexy, Miss Miller. I was impressed. Just envisioning her in a soccer jersey… Hmm, that thought had a lot more potential than imagining her with the volcano-builders. Now why hadn’t Ethan told me this?
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