I couldn’t get away from him fast enough after he told me I was getting detention for the rest of the week—again. The bell rings as I make it to my locker.
“Where were you?” Shane asks, coming out of our first period class as I put my stuff away and slam the door.
“Office.” I take off toward second period with Shane.
“Damn, again?”
I shoot him a dirty look. “Yeah. Not all of us get a fucking pity pass.”
Shit.
I shouldn’t have said that. Ever since his dad put him in the hospital, everyone gives him a free pass. And they should. The kid deserves a break, but damn, I wish they’d get off my ass for a while.
“Jeez, somebody’s got his panties in a twist,” he bites, shoving me sideways.
“Sorry.” I shake my head. “It’s not your fault. I think that motherfucker has it out for me.”
“Wallace?”
“Yeah.”
“Maybe he just wants an excuse to talk to your mom,” JT teases, coming up beside me.Eavesdropping prick.
“Fuck offwith that shit!” I spit.
“Hey, don’t blame me just cause your mom’s a babe.” He throws up one of his lanky-ass arms. He looks like Gumby. After puberty, he just kept getting taller but the rest of him stayed the same. Like someone stretched him out too far.
My jaw tics. “Shut the fuck up, JT.”
“Why do you do this?” Shane asks.
“Because he wants his ass beat.” I glare at the dumbshit.
“Gabe, you couldn’t beat my ass if Shane held me down first.”
We file into Social Studies. “Want to find out?” I toss my books down on the desk, and they land with a crack. “Shane, get his arms!”
“Fuck no.” He throws his hands up, lifting his books above his head in one hand. “I’m not getting in the middle of your little lover’s quarrel.”
Sliding into my seat, I wink at Cassie Lowe, the cute brunette that works at the Ice Hut. She sits in the desk closest to the windows which means here in a minute when the sun gets a little too hot, she’ll take off that jacket, and every jackass in the room will spend the hour struggling to keep their eyes on the whiteboard instead of her rack.
She grins. “Hey, Gabe.”
Shane rolls his eyes. “Are you gonna sleep with the entire school before graduation?”
“I don’t know. I hadn’t planned on it, but now that you mention it…” I smirk, quirking a brow. “Maybe.”
As Katie slides into the seat in front of JT, she narrows her feline green eyes at me. “You’re disgusting.”
I wink at the little she-devil.
She scoffs, flipping her shoulder-length brown hair as she turns around.
“Is there even anyone left?” JT bites, turning around in his seat.
I chuckle. “A few. I guess I’ll have to get my ass in gear, huh?”
“Abbott, Michaels, Taylor!” Mrs. Baron shouts. “Do I need to call your parents?”
