I turn to Juliette, feeling bothered at this point. “What the fuck is wrong with you—?”
“Why is Alex buying you slushies?” She cuts me off coldly, completely ignoring my words.
I look around to see if anyone else can see how insane she's acting, but Kai and Aryan are engrossed in their own conversation.
“Because he's a nice guy. Why are you being such a bitch to him?” I question, baffled at how cold her demeanour is right now.
I'm about to take a sip of the slushie, but she gives me a dangerous look and for some reason, it makes me put it down into the cup holder.
She clenches her jaw. “I just don't like him.”
“You don't like anyone.”
“Yeah, especially you.”
I scoff in a dark chuckle. “You sure liked me when you had your tongue in my—”
“Shut up,” she tells me, her face turning fifty shades redder as she looks around to see if anyone heard.
I stifle a chuckle at her red face, but any remnant of humour is wiped off my face when I see how nervous she's starting to look. I follow her line of vision and she's looking around; a few people are staring at us weirdly.
I didn't even realize how weird this would be for everyone else—us sitting together; everyone knows we hate each other. I guess I didn't really care or think about what anyone else would think. She clearly forgot too, but now it seems like it's dawned on her.
She clears her throat and stands up slowly. “These seats are too high up.” I hear her tell Kai, but I feel like she's telling me too.
She doesn't wait for a response as she walks down the stands, finding another place to sit.
I turn to Aryan and Kai who are both giving me a look that seems almost as if it's sympathy and I'm not sure why; I could care less where Juliette sits.
It doesn't matter at the end of the day. It doesn't matter that we're enemies with benefits or that sometimes, when no one is watching, a tender moment passes between us, which I think about for days on end.
At the end of the day, we still hate each other, especially in front of other people. People think that she despises me and she will always abide by what other people think.
Nothinghas changed.
Chapter TWENTY-NINE
J u l i e t t e
Everythinghas changed.
Slowly but surely, everything is changing and it's all because of Adaline Emery.
For starters, I'm waking up with dislike for her, rather than full blown contempt, as usual.
Then we have the fact that every waking moment of everyday I want my hands on her, especially yesterday during the basketball game. I was completely entranced in our conversion that I didn't even realize I was sitting next to her and that people were staring, baffled at how I was sitting next to the girl I hate.
Thankfully, I left and sat somewhere else. I didn't even stay for the full game, because I couldn't trust myself not to go back to Adaline, especially with that loser, Alex, hovering over her.
I don't even want to think about him right now. Pure, hot rage travels through my body when I think of him.
Regardless, too many things are changing lately, but the biggest change so far is…passing my biology exam.
With a 'B'. That's right, a 'B'!
I almost passed out when I got the news this morning and the first person I wanted to tell was Adaline. I wanted to tell her straight away, but I didn't see her all day at school today; she was probably busy with stem club or studying in the library—she practically lives there. So, I texted her when I got home and finally, an hour later, my doorbell rang.
I instantly know that it's her. I practically run down the stairs and don't waste any time opening the door. There she stands, still in her school uniform, with that leather jacket she always seems to be sporting.
