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I had been daydreaming about Matthew all weekend. But my daydreams weren’t as fun today. I was lost in thought about what I’d seen in the hall. But I didn’t know what to say to Kennedy. “How much do you know about James?”
“Don’t tell me you already want to hop in bed with another one of them?”
“No,” I said with a laugh. “I just noticed at the party on Friday that he was drinking champagne. Underage.”
She laughed. “What high school student hasn’t had a drink?”
Me.I hadn’t. I’d never been to a party back at my old school because I was always working. And my mom hadn’t kept alcohol in the house, not that I’d wanted to try it. “Right.”
“Why do you care about James’ drinking habits?”
Because it looked like he showed up drunk to school today.And by the way Matt and Rob were acting, it wasn’t the first time. Instead of saying it, I kept my mouth closed. It wasn’t my business. And the last thing I wanted to do was spread a rumor about something that might not even be true. I knew what it was like for people to talk about me behind my back. I’d never do that to someone else. “No reason,” I said. “Just thought it was unfair that they got champagne and we didn’t.”
Kennedy laughed. “Next weekend we can slip some in the kitchen.”
I nodded even though I had no intention of doing that. Taking leftovers that the owners gave us was one thing. Drinking champagne while on the job? Nope. Not happening. Nunca.
“See you at lunch!” she said. “And have fun in gym, weirdo.”
She knew how much I loved gym. I didn’t have time to do any after school sports because I had to study. Gym was the one class I got to give my heart a good workout. It was quickly becoming my favorite one.
“Have fun in photography!” I called after her.
She waved her hand and disappeared into her classroom.
Untouchable - Chapter 6
Monday
After my second mile I collapsed on the bleachers to catch my breath. There was no better feeling in the world than a great workout. I leaned back and closed my eyes, relishing the heat of the sun on my skin.
We were allowed to choose between basketball and prepping for our mile run today. It was an easy choice. No one would have picked me to be on their basketball team anyway. I was the awkward new girl that no one wanted around. But running was for a team of one. That’s where I excelled.
My breathing started to slow. I could probably fit in at least two more miles. My goal was to run a mile in under 7 minutes. I was only one of a handful of people that had chosen this option, so I was probably going to crush everyone in a few weeks when they did the official timing.
“You’re getting faster.”
I opened my eyes and looked behind me to see if whoever had spoken was talking to me. Even if it was doubtful. But there was a boy sitting on the bleachers a few rows above me staring directly at me. I’d noticed him before. He usually elected to run too, but I’d never actually seen him do anything but sit on the bleachers. The PE teacher never came out here to check on us because he was refereeing whatever was going on in the gym. So I didn’t really blame him for not trying.
I shrugged my shoulders. “A little. If you’re keeping time for me then I guess I can stop trying to figure out how to use this thing.” I lifted up the stopwatch Coach Carter had given me.
Bleacher Boy laughed and slid down the few rows to join me. “Not much else to do out here.”
“Hmm. Well, you could run. Like you’re supposed to.”
“Supposed to.” He shook his head. “Supposed to isn’t very fun. Besides, this class is an easy A. I can sit here for the whole semester and I’d still get an A. I did it last year.”
He looked too fit to just sit around lazily all the time. Not as fit as the football players, but still in good shape. “You sat right here on the bleachers all semester?”
“Whenever running was an option. And the other option wasn’t tennis or something else outside where Coach Carter could see me sitting here.” He propped his feet up on the seats below us.
“You don’t look like you just sit around all day.”
“Are you checking me out, newb?”
I laughed. “No.” It came out more defensive than I meant it to. Which made me sound guilty. He was good looking. But I hadn’t been checking him out. I was already obsessed with one student that was out of my league. Two seemed like overkill.
“It’s okay if you were. I can’t help it that I was blessed with such great genes.” He flashed me a cocky smile.
