Page 26 of Call the Shots
he cant help himself june is his pop up word
hes salivating reading this someone send him to hr
My call to Denali took three rings while I shoved open the door to the physics building. “Tell your friendship bracelet motherfucker to relax in the chat before you’re down an enforcer?—”
“Stop engaging him.”
“You’re saying I’m the problem?”
“Yeah. He knows you and June hate each other. He’s just riling you up.”
“So what do I do,Captain?”
“Mute the chat. Ignore the comments. He’ll get bored and poke someone else.”
I pushed the door to my beginner’s astronomy class, the easiest elective for my graduation requirements. “What happens if I kick the shit out of him?”
“We’ll have a meeting on sportsmanlike conduct?—”
“You’ve got to be fucking with me,” tumbled out of my mouth.
Someone was having a laugh at my expense because there was June, first row. Her blonde ponytail whipped around at the sound of my voice and her face contorted. She groaned.
“I’m not fucking with you, Bear,” Denali said.
“Never mind.” I ended the call and took a long look at the three tables, all full, except for the chair directly behind June’s.Fucking fantastic.I knocked on the back of chairs for people to move theirs, because everyone wanted to be an asshole and sit all over the place.
“Who’s following who now?” she huffed.
I yanked out my chair to take a seat. “I don’t know how you did it, but this is your fault.”
“Figure a way out of this class.”
“Nope, I’m not doing the paperwork?—”
“I can’t do it. I physicallycan’tleave.”
“Why?”
“None of your business why.”
“Then I’m not?—”
“If I tell you, will you go?”
I shrugged, not giving a promise, but I was curious about the important reason the high and mighty June Basil couldn’t leave an astronomy class.
She took a deep breath. “This is a retake?—”
“Holy shit, you failed beginner’sastronomy?”
A few people glanced over, and June blushed bright red. “Keep your voice down!”
“You failed the easiest elective at Marrs?” A laugh burst out of me. I already checked the professor’s ratings online, this guy was a pushover. “The biggest waste of time, something you could sleep through?—”
“Shut up!” she hissed.
“Counting stars is too hard for the homecoming queen?”
