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A friend of Rayan

"You're late," she says, as if I didn't already know that.

"I'm sorry, sir. I had an incident earlier and..."

"That's not excuse enough, Miss Stevens . You're grounded this afternoon and tomorrow as well," he says, cutting me off.

"But I have a note from the infirmary-" I begin, but he interrupts me again.

"Not another word, Miss Stevens . I advise you to take a seat," he says, clearly losing patience with me.

My shoulders drop for a second, but at this point I don't even bother arguing with him. There's no way to change his mind.

I hear the snickers from all the students and shake my head. Of course, this school is full of typical high school students. You know, the ones who follow the jocks around like they're the gods who hung the moon and say whatever the hell they want. So far they've all been following Rayan's asshole example .

Why did I think this place was going to be any different? It seems so serene and like nothing bad ever happens here, but I'm starting to see things differently. It's just an illusion meant to lure you into a false sense of security.

When I look back to the seat I was in before, my book is perfectly placed on top of the desk and everything is back in its place as if nothing had happened before. I look up and around the classroom and see Rayan sitting at the back with three boys and a girl around him. They are talking amongst themselves, but he is staring at me.

He smirks, why the hell did he make such a fuss over a fucking seat he wasn't even sitting in? Now I know I'm not crazy. The guy seems to really hate me for some reason. Seriously, what kind of stupidity is that?

I let out a long sigh as I walk back to the seat I was in before and sit down as the teacher begins class. If this morning was any indication of how this year was going to go, it's going to be a long one.

Now I'm thinking about graduating and getting out of here as soon as I can and going to a college that is as far away from here as possible.

To say that this morning was a disaster would be an understatement. The first class I had where the professor was rude to me was English and after that I had two more before I got to the fourth math class. After math, it would be lunch time and I couldn't wait because I was starving.

This morning I didn't get to eat because I was running late and in a rush. Last night I was so nervous about today that I couldn't sleep and now I see that I had reason to worry. By the time I fell asleep, it was already early morning and no wonder I was a little late.

I feel a strange energy, like a kind of premonition. In my mind, I don't see my time here at this school and in this town going well. I know it's probably really weird, but as they always say, hunches are never wrong.

Maybe it's just the stress of moving and starting at a new school that's screwing me up. At this point, who the hell knows? After the events of this morning with Rayan Riverside, clearly, this was the wrong move. Texas doesn't look like it's going to be nice to me.

I walk into math class and go back to sit in the front, as it is empty. Most of the students already here sit further toward the back of the class. I am grateful for the respite, as no one seems to be paying attention to me.

I pull my cell phone out of my bag and open the Kindle app. It's still a while before class starts, so I want to read a chapter first. I duck my head and look at my phone as I devour the words on the screen.

I started a book last night , and by all the saints, I think this book is going to tear me apart by the end. The main character goes through so much and then the supposed hero makes her suffer too. I must have cried about a million times, especially when I got to the part of the book about her past. I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover.

I'm deep into reading when someone occupies the seat next to me. I look up and see a pretty blonde girl sitting there.

I instantly lower my head again because I don't know if she's nice or not. So far, no one has gone out of their way to be nice to me, and that's okay. Anyway, I like to be alone. Looks like this girl has other plans.

"Hello," she says cheerfully. "My name is Kate and you're Lia , right?".

I look at her and notice her features. She has blonde hair down to her breasts and straight. She has a round face and thick, perfectly shaped eyebrows. She has blue eyes, pink lips and a straight nose. He looks to be about five foot seven or five foot eight and has a slender figure.

"Um, yes. How did you...?"

"We had English class together this morning," she informs me and I recognize her. She was at the back of the class, sitting with the guys who were with Rayan .

"Ah, yes. I think I saw you sitting with that jerk... I mean, with the jock," I say, changing my words. She's his friend, so I don't know if I can trust her. I don't want her to tell him what I said and for him to find some way to get even.

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