Luke traces his finger over my lower lip, making sparks trickle through me. “Nothing is ever quick and painless with Sidney.”
Is he talking about fucking her? I seriously don’t want to know about their previous sex lives. My eyes narrow on his.
His pale blue eyes search mine like he knows what I’m thinking. He smirks and leans in like he’s about to kiss me.
“Mr. Foster, is this going to become a habit?” Mr. Wick stands behind Luke, in front of the classroom door he’s now holding open. “I’m sure Miss Davidson can find her seat without your help.”
Luke breathes out. “Of course, Mr. Wick.”
He takes my hand, and we walk into the classroom. I have a feeling this discussion isn’t over. But by the time Luke can get me alone again, hopefully he’ll have forgotten, or I’ll have done something else to rile him up.
The first two classes breeze by. When I step into art, my stomach plummets. Fuck, I totally forgot about the whole project thing. Everyone shuffled seats for it. Tanner sits at my table now.
I walk back to Kenz and sit at her table with Natalie. “This is no longer my favorite class.”
Kenz sighs. “I’d trade if we could. Not that you aren’t great, Natalie.”
Natalie waves her hand. “I understand. Tanner’s a dick.”
“Did you get my text from earlier?” I ask Natalie. I sent it to the group last period while Eli supervised every word.
“Yeah, I don’t think it will be a problem.”
I release my breath. “Good.”
“What’s happening?” Kenz glances between us.
“The Cheermonsters changed the handoff arrangement. They want me to meet them in the locker room afterschool.”
“That doesn’t sound like a trap at all.” Kenz rolls her eyes. “I’m coming too.”
I smile and relax even more. “Good. And thank you, Natalie.”
“Those girls are bitches, but they rarely do their own dirty work.” Natalie taps her pencil on her notepad. “We’ll need to be careful.”
The bell rings. I pout at Kenz and go back to my desk. And Tanner.
Ms. Sullivan comes in and turns out the lights, clicking on the interactive whiteboard. “Okay, today we’ll be discussing the various methods and styles we can choose for the projects. Pay attention and note your favorite ones. You’ll have a paper due on Monday discussing the art forms you chose for your projects and what drew you to them.”
Normally I’d be happy to work on this, but I have to do this with Tanner. The guys don’t know about our project, but it’s only day two. I glance over at Nico, and he winks.
My phone buzzes.
Nico:
Wait for me after class
Me:
K
At least with the slideshow, I don’t actually have to talk to Tanner. I don’t even look at him as I take notes. Ms. Sullivan talks until the bell rings.
“Tomorrow, you’ll discuss with your partner and start on your paper.”
I don’t turn to look at Tanner when I leave. He didn’t say a word thankfully. Maybe this will actually go smoothly. Angela stands with her back to me as I approach Nico.
“Here’s my number so you can call me to discuss the project.” She holds out a piece of paper.
