The Things We Don't Say
"To get into a car with me, especially if I'd treated them badly a while ago. I tend to treat people really badly."
A frown graced my features. "Why do you treat people badly?"
Jordan looked up at me, and something crossed in his eyes. Something indecipherable. But was it weird that it felt like he was trying to figure something out? In a slow second, one corner of his mouth lifted in a faint smirk.
“You really don’t pay attention to rumors, huh? I've heard that's a thing with nerds. Heads and eyes on your books and nothing else."
"I'm not a nerd," I pushed back, even though I knew I was. For fuck's sake, I used a pair of horn-rimmed glasses, and everyone in my class came to me when they had