Page 286 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol 4
“Ew. No.” I laughed.
“But seriously,” Kennedy said. “No secrets between actual besties.” Before I could react, she pulled my notebook away from me.
Crap.
I watched her turn the page back and lift up the note. “I’m sorry about the past few weeks. Let me make it up to you. Meet me in the auditorium in five.” Kennedy looked up from the note. “Who is this from?”
“Matt. I mean, I don’t know. I found it on my desk in class. But I’m pretty sure it was him.”
She studied the handwriting. “Yeah it’s definitely from Matt. Here, let me read it again.” She cleared her throat and switched to a deep voice. “I’m sorry about the past few weeks. Let me make it up to you. Meet me in the auditorium in five.”
I grabbed it back from her. “Why are you so sure it’s from him?”
“He passes notes in homeroom and I maybe kinda spy a little. It’s his handwriting. What do you think he wanted to meet about?”
I shrugged. “Probably something about the group project we’ve been assigned in Mr. Hill’s class.”
Kennedy glared at me. “You seriously waited…” she glanced at the clock “…two whole hours after school ended to tell me you’ve been paired up with Matt for your project? What am I? Spoiled escargot?”
I laughed. “More like rancid foie gras.”
“Ha. Ha.” She folded her arms across her chest. “When were you planning on telling me?”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“It’s a huge deal. You were trying to avoid him and now you’re forced to do a project together just the two of you? It’s like a romantic comedy come to life.”
“No, it’s not. And we’re not a pair. Rob’s in our group too.”
“Even better. He’s always hilarious. Romcom for the win!”
“My life is not a romcom. And just because Matt is talking to me in class and randomly wants to meet up with me in the auditorium it doesn't mean anything. He’s a jerk.”
“No, he’s a jock. You’re pronouncing that word wrong.”
“I mean jerk. Not jock.”
Kennedy sighed. “So…what did he want in the auditorium?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t go.”
“You what?! Are you crazy? When an Untouchable asks you to meet up with him, you meet up with him.”
“I thought you didn’t care about social status.”
“I don’t. But it’s Matthew freaking Caldwell.”
“Matthew Caldwell is just a boy like any other boy at our school. There’s nothing special about him.” Except his golden hair. And perfect smile. And the feeling of his hands on…stop. “Why do you keep pushing me toward him anyway? You know I like Felix.”
She lifted up the note. “Because this is some star crossed lovers scenario that deserves to be played out.” She slapped the note down in front of me. “And Felix is an egotistical liar with a drug problem.”
My uncle cleared his throat.
Kennedy and I both froze. I hadn’t heard him come in, and I’m pretty sure she hadn’t either.
“What’s this about a drug problem?” he asked.
“Nothing,” Kennedy and I both said at the same time.
