Semua Bab Mage of Wolves: Bab 161 - Bab 170

I didn’t know anyone in my math class, and we immediately jumped right into the curriculum, which sucked. I was hoping for at least one day of no work, like in most of the other classes I’d had so far. At least it was something I already knew how to do. I had a feeling this class was going to end up being way easier than the classes I was used to back home. My other academic classes had been. The only class where I’d struggled at all was art and that was probably because I had never taken that class before, and the teacher didn’t give us any instruction.

I stared down at the large platter of roasted vegetables in front of me for a moment before I looked up into Sam’s eyes, my eyebrows arched. “I am many things, Harlow Nightingale, but a liar is not one of them,” he said to me, fighting a grin. “I promised Mr. Short only vegetables for dinner, so that’s what you’re getting.”

By the time I got to lunch, I’d convinced myself that the whisper I’d heard in my head was just my imagination, not my grandma trying to warn me that Brice Parker actually had feelings for me. I didn’t want to accept that that could be true, that it might be that he actually was starting to have a crush on me or thought there was a way I might be attracted to him. While it might be nice to think he wouldn’t be our enemy anymore if that was the case, Brice struck me as the sort of guy who would definitely turn into one of those crazy, psycho lovers scorned who would kill my pet rabbit if I had one or at least go even further out of his way to annoy me than he wa

Raven’s words stayed with me for the rest of the night and into the next day. When Brice sat down next to me in art class, it was all I could think about. That, and how Raven had more or less confessed she was crushing on Tony. I tried not to stare too much at him, but I was trying to see exactly what it was she thought was attractive about him--compared to the other guys in the school, many of which were extremely good looking, like Ben and Joshua--and if I’m honest, Brice (insert eye roll here)--and I guess I could see that he was sort of attractive in a way. He just wasn’t the sort of guy I’m usually attracted to.

“Let me get this straight,” Sam said, his arms folded across his chest as he sat on the couch next to the chair I occupied in the living room. Why we were trying to have this conversation in this room, when it was so close to the workers who were working on the addition just on the other side of the dining room, I wasn’t sure, but this is where I had found him when I’d come home from school, and my bright idea had sounded much better in my head before I presented it to him. “You want me to take you and Raven and your friend Melissa dress shopping for a dance you’re attending with another dude?”