“I swear, one of these days I’m going to get trampled trying to get here,” I tell Sav as soon as I reach her.
She giggles and looks around. “Why don’t you just share a locker with me? That way you don’t have to walk all the way over to yours in the morning.”
“That would be incredible.” I wrap my arms around her. “Seriously, you’re the best.”
“I know.” She smiles. “Meet me at lunch and we’ll move your stuff.”
Grayson slips past me and grabs his girlfriend, pulling her into his arms. “Ugh, I missed you.”
“Missed her? You two live together.”
He glares at me playfully. “I had kickboxing this morning, so I had to leave super early.”
“Kickboxing?”
Savannah nods. “Apparently, he wants to feel even more like an alpha badass. So, he’s waking up at four in the morning to take kickboxing classes and then goes to another after dinner.” She grabs his shirt and lifts it up, exposing a nasty bruise. “By the looks of it, he’s not doing very well.”
Grayson pulls her hand away and covers the injury. “I’m doing fine. My partner is just a douchebag. He doesn’t follow the rules for shit.”
“Sure, babe. Whatever you say.”
I watch as two of my best friends bicker back and forth, laughing at them. Carter comes up to stand by my side.
“Is this just a phase or are they always like this?”
“Like what?” I question.
“Disgustingly adorable one minute and arguing like an old married couple the next?”
“Yeah. They’ve been that way since we were younger. I don’t see it changing any time soon.”
He groans. “Good to know.”
We all stand around like we do every morning, making fun of each other or watching Savannah put Grayson in his place like the little savage she is. Really, I could take a few pages out of her playbook. Maybe then I wouldn’t let Knox walk all over me the way he has been. I can’t ask her for pointers, though, without her asking who I want to use them on.
“So, are you excited?” Carter asks me as we all start to walk to class.
“For what?”
He narrows his eyes, looking at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Your birthday party this weekend. Tessa sent out a mass invite. Practically the whole school is invited.”
Of course, she did. “And uh, when did she say this party was?”
“Friday, so we can ring in your birthday at midnight.”
Savannah watches me carefully before chuckling. “You had no idea, did you?”
“None.”
A wide grin stretches across Grayson’s face. “Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
I roll my eyes. “Because it’s Tessa. I’ve got to get to class. We’ll talk about this later.”
“Give her hell, firecracker,” Carter jokes, and I walk away—making a mental note to talk to Tess after class.
I’M USUALLY THE TYPE to pay attention in class. You can’t get the grades I do by sitting on your ass and not listening to what the teacher is saying. Today, however, I’m completely absorbed into my phone.
Knox keeps sending me pictures of people in his school with his own stupid commentary. The first is of a kid who insists on wearing a weird, vampire-style cape with the caption “I wonder if he sparkles in the sunlight.” The next is of Stone, flirting with some girl who couldn’t look any less interested. The caption reads “I wonder if she’s thinking about dryer lint.”