If looks could kill, Mrs. Graham would be dead in her chair. Cassidy is PISSED. But we’re both stuck. She can’t blame me.
I can’t control my mom any more than she can hers. All we can do now is try to make the best of this dire situation. Hopefully, save face for both of us along the way.
I don’t want anyone knowing I’m getting tutored, let alone by her. I’m sure she doesn’t want anyone knowing she’s tutoring me either. People in this school would twist it to sound like she’s doing it to get in my pants.
Though… I cock my head as my eyes travel the length of those long legs. If she wanted to have some hot hate sex, I’d be down. Yes, I’m a pig. I’m an eighteen-year-old guy. I’m not sure what you want from me. Celibacy? Being a monk isn’t my thing.
Plus, just because I think it doesn’t mean I act on the thoughts. I’m not one of those assclowns.
I know my faults. I’m more aware of them than anyone who enjoys pointing them out. And I know I have a short fuse. It’s just my nature, and I can’t help it or really change it. I try to control it. And given I don’t get into a fight every day, I think I’m doing a damn good job of it. Something about Brant Jones, though, his very existence, the fact I have to see his smug face every fucking day at school, sets me on edge. I wanted to transfer schools after what he did to me. But mom was right. If I did that, it would be giving him a victory. And I will not let that piece of shit win, EVER. So to hear that he propositioned Riko, that he treated her like that. I’ve been seeing red since. She’s new here, and I don’t want her or anyone to ever go through what I did. I’ll kill that fucker before I let him do what he did to me to anyone else.
I managed to make it through the last two classes of the day without incident. And by that, I mean Collin hasn’t tried to corner me again. Maybe he got the memo that I will kick his ass.I gathered my stuff and managed to locate Riko. It wasn’t hard just look for the Frost brothers and assume she’s in the middle. I rolled my eyes, and I approached and overheard them talking.The brothers were calling themselves Riko’s boyfriends. I mean more power to her if she can handle them and the level of hate their adoring fans will throw at her. I’ll help deflect what I can.I snickered, not the least bit surprised that Riko isn’t supposed to date. From what she’s told me in our few talks, her dad is pretty strict. Just another reason to be glad I don’t have one.
Can I not get a break? I had Cassidy cornered, so to speak. She was going to speak. We could have gotten all this tutoring shit resolved. But no. Grace Honeycutt had to poke her fake nose into my business. I don’t blame Cassidy for wanting to take a swing at her. And she just kept making it worse. Piling being an unwanted interloper with being homophobic and racist. I would have, too, if I was the type to hit a girl. It’s on me that I got hurt. I was trying to restrain Cassidy. And well, that’s like trying to control a wildfire. You might get burned in your efforts. I can take a kick to the knee and even my nuts. I can’t take the look of panic on Cassidy’s face and the brief look of pure fear in those green eyes. I don’t know what it is, but obviously, me restraining her set off some alarm bells in her head. And I’ll probably never know what those alarms are for. I rather doubt she’s going to share that with me. You don’t tell your w
I tried to catch Cassidy at her locker before practice, but she was already slamming it shut, walking away when I got there. Fuck. Well, maybe I can catch her after practice. I mean, she’ll still be around for detention. So instead, I haul ass to the gym. We were down one player with Ben in New Orleans for his grandfather’s funeral. But that means one of our bench players gets a chance to play. Not that it matters since Ben will be back before next week’s game. “Did you get to talk to Frost at lunch?” Justin nodded his head in greeting. “No, he was having a private lunch with Riko. I’m not big on being the third wheel.” I shrugged and started to change into my practice gear. “Talk to me about what? Or since you said lunch, talk to Darius about what?” Frost called out as he tossed his bag on the bench next to me. Well, that confirms Darius is in my lunch period. And I’m pretty sure it’s Elijah in English. And so this is Forrest. “Oh, hey, m
Is this karma? Is the universe trying to punish me or teach me some deranged lesson? Whatever I did to piss the universe off… I’m sorry. I’ll never do it again. Just could you maybe stop putting me in unwanted situations with Collin Cole? Please? No. Great. Good chat. I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the house as ordered. Thanks, mom. Not only did you make me be the one that looked away first, but you gave him my full name. Did you have to? I mean, I have no shame in my name. My middle name is an homage to Blaire, and it’s fantastic. But I don’t need my enemies to know my full name. In some cultures knowing someone’s true name, in this case, my full name gives you power over them. Collin may not be the last person I’d want to have power over me but he’s sure the fuck on the list. I glared at James, who was chomping into an apple. “Don’t look at me. He just gave me a ride home after practice.” My annoying br
The meeting with Cassidy actually went better than I expected it to. She didn’t kill me, and other than threatening, neither did her mom. It was strangely nice chilling in her living room. There wasn’t the usual animosity that she threw my way at school.We actually had a good talk. And Cassidy did make some good points. I should try talking to my parents about dropping the class. Why am I wasting my senior year taking a class I hate and don’t need?Another study hall would be more helpful, or I could take Psychology. That might actually be useful in what I want to do. I’m actually thinking about taking child psychology classes in college. I mean, I want to work with kids, so it would be beneficial.So as we sat down for dinner, I decided to take her advice, sans telling them to shove anything up their asses. “So, did you manage to get a tutoring schedule in place with Cassidy?” Mom questioned as she served up eggp
Riko, however, squeezed his forearm, and bam, the angry giant, was tamed. “I suppose that’s true. Thankfully I am a detail-oriented person. I have too much respect for each of them to call them by the wrong name or just call them Frost like a blanket name.” she smiled.“Ooo, burn.” Isaiah smiled, offering his fist to her. Riko seemed confused at first, so Darius lifted her hand and helped her fist bump.The table all laughed as Riko blushed. Seriously, where is this girl from? She’s too damn adorable. And somehow not only managed to tame the Frost boys, but she’s got Cassidy in her corner.“Sorry, not used to the idea of fist bumps,” she admitted shyly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. There’s plenty of things that my brothers and I will teach you.” Darius winked, making her blush brighter. “Stop it, Darius.” she nudged him with her elbow.“Is he always li
All-day Wednesday, I dreaded Collin trying to talk to me at school. Sure I hoped he wouldn’t because our business was concluded. No more reason to talk at school. I only have to deal with him twice a week after school. Given all of that. Why am I disappointed as I get on the bus with Riko after a day where he didn’t say a word to me or, from what I noticed, looked at me? What is wrong with my brain? I should be happy. I should be fucking ecstatic. I went a whole day without hearing his mouth. He’s just another douchebag jock who leverages athletic accomplishments to climb the caste system that is high school to sleep with as many girls as he can. He’s the enemy. ‘Is he? Or are you judging him without knowing him? Are you profiling him because of Brant? Keeping him at arm’s length or further to protect yourself from your own unresolved issues?’ I sighed as I slumped into the bucket seat. Great, I’m hearing my therapist in my h