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I nudge Blake’s arm with my shoulder and start walking out after getting my bag. I hear him say something to Tris, but I'm too far away to hear it clearly, and I decide to wait outside the door as he comes out with that grin on his face again.

“What was that?” I whisper to him as he moves to my side.

“What was what?” he shrugs.

Is he seriously going to pretend he didn't just do that?“You know what, it doesn’t matter,” I say to him and come to a stop in front of him. I know he was jealous then, I’m not stupid. I just can’t decide if I want to call him out on it. Thinking about it, I can’t say I wouldn’t feel the same if I saw him with another girl. I shudder at the thought.

Blake shakes his head at me, looking down at me with those twinkling, blue eyes.

“Come on, I'm hungry,” he says with a smirk, walking around me, and I quickly follow, huffing at him in my head.

We come to a massive lunch room filled with plastic, blue tables and white, plastic chairs. There’s a queue to the food at the front and we quickly join, getting a plastic tray at the start. I grab a sandwich, crisps, and a diet coke, feeling quite hungry. I stare open-mouthed as Blake pretty much loads his entire tray with everything possibly available. I watch with shocked eyes, looking at the food and then his flat stomach, but he doesn’t seem to notice. When we get to the end, I go to pay with the new debit card the boys gave me, despite my protests about it. But Blake shoos my hand holding the card away and pays for mine before I can even protest.

“Wait, no, I want to pay for my own,” I say and glare at him.

“Nope,” is all he says with a chuckle, which makes me shiver. I might as well not be here, as the cashier ignoresme and takes his card.I hate owing anyone anything, but I’m not sure how to get out of this one. I follow Blake to an empty table near the front, and Blake sits across from me.

“You are seriously going to eat all that? Like, all of it?” I ask in amazement. He is already opening his third sandwich while I eat my first slowly, like a normal human being.

“What can I say? I'm a big boy.” He winks at me, and I blush again, knowing exactly what he is referring to.

“Yes, you are,” says a pretty red-head as she slides in next to Blake and rests her hand on his arm.

She has shoulder-length, red hair, and she is thin but with clearly fake boobs. You couldn’t miss the tons of makeup she has plastered on. She looks like she is trying way too hard. I suddenly realise I'm trying to find her faults. I don’t even know her, but I have to admit, she is very pretty. I know it’s because I don’t like her hand on Blake, or what she just said, which means she knows him well. My hands tighten on my poor ham sandwich as I watch her look up at Blake like she adores him. I put it down, suddenly not having any appetite to eat.

Red-head Doll ignores me, not even looking at me once, which makes me madder, and asks Blake, “Want to drive me home today, baby?”

Blake moves her hand off him slowly while looking at his food. “No, I don't,” he says coldly and glances at me, looking for something. I just stare back, feeling more than a little awkward.

The girl finally looks between us and glares at me when she realises I’m here before sweetly saying,“You don't mean that. It’s only been two days since we broke up, and you know you'll come back to me.”

Wait, two days? He kissed me at the house two days ago. Was he with her then? Fuck, he's a dick, and I should have realised. Now, I feel stupid as well as hurt. It may have only been two kisses, but it felt like more, and I fell for his stupid words. I get up and grab my bag to leave before either of them realise I'm upset. I learnt in the last few years you shouldn’t let people know you’re upset if you can’t trust them.

“Damn it, Ivy, I told you it’s over, and we weren't serious anyway. You knew that,” I hear Blake say in an angry, quiet voice as I walk off quickly. I'm out of the lunch room and walking down a corridor when I hear him.

“Izzy, wait, god dammit you’re fast,” he says, and against my better judgement, I stop.

Blake grabs my hand, pulling me softly into an empty classroom and locking the door while I pull my hand out of his, moving away.

“So when you kissed me and hit on me, you had a girlfriend? So you’re a cheat?” I ask quickly, knowing I’m letting him see how upset I am. I think of the conversation about my dad that I had with Sebastian. I know it’s not the same, but I can’t help but think about it, I can’t ever be with someone like my cheat of a dad.

“It's complicated. But we weren't serious, and, honestly, I hadn't seen her in weeks. She only sees me if she wants something. When I saw you, I couldn't help myself–your pouty lips and how you act like I don't affect you–but then you kissed me back.” He shakes his head moving closer to me before continuing. “Look, I did break up with her before I kissed you. I promise.”

I search his eyes, deciding whether or not he is telling me the truth.

Blake watches me walk slowly backward while moving toward me until I'm pressed against the wall. My feelings are mixed, even as I take in what he is saying to me.

“I'm sorry, I should have told you. I should have left her the moment I saw you, but you’re all I have thought about since I met you, Izzy,” he says with his eyes filled with emotion.

I place my hands on his shoulders intending to push him away, but I don’t as he puts his hands on the wall by my head.

“You’re way too honest about how you feel about me,” I say, feeling nervous.

“I don’t like lies, and what’s the point in playing games? I want you,” he whispers.

“Don't! Just don't! This is a bad idea, and she is clearly in love with you. I don't want to come between that, and I–” is all I get to say before he is crushing his lips to mine with a desire that makes me want to scream out in pleasure. He lifts my ass with his large hands, and I wrap my legs around him while running my fingers through his hair. Blake pulls me hard against him, which makes me let out a moan as I feel how aroused he is.The kiss gets deeper, and his tongue mixes with mine. He squeezes my ass, which makes me moan loudly again.

A banging noise jumps us out of our fevered kissing, and Blake slides me down his body slowly.

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