Fifteen

“So, how did you convince my Dad to let you stay here?” Ace asked.

“I gave him a fake name, my name is Bella by the way, and I just put on the sophisticated charm and pulled a few sympathy cards, now you just have to seal the deal. I suspect he knows how much of a playboy you are, who knows, he might be more concerned about me than you.”

He rolled his eyes. “I stopped that shit in high school, it’s a different scene here.”

“You’re telling me you haven’t slept with a single girl here?” I scoffed.

“That isn’t what I said, I just don’t have mindless sex anymore. It’s boring.”

That made me feel disappointed. I wasn’t sure why I was hoping I was the first since that would be weird for someone like him and too far-fetched for me to expect.

But if not, who was it he slept with? Was it more than one, less than a few?

‘Ugh, why do I care so much? This is driving me insane.’

“You can ask me who it was, she isn’t here anymore,” he said.

“It doesn’t matter to me.” Lies.

“Suit yourself, I’m going