Chapters (56)
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
That was when Stone went from emotionless to ferocious. He was a sleeping bear at that moment and one move would result in Chase leaving the school in a body bag.
I missed the La Petite Mort chat.
"Is it about your Shakespeare paper that you asked me to mark?" I asked Chase.
He nodded "Yeah. That is what it is about."
"It is in my locker." I told him and then I thought it best to keep Chase away and safe from the wrath of Stone, so I added "I have to go there anyway to get the stuff for my next class. I will go and get it now."
Chase put a hand on his chest and feigned hurt "You only want to talk to me as as my tutor. I thought we were more than that."
A growl was heard, and it reminded me that Stone had as much social etiquette as someone raised by wolves. He was also as ruthless as one, so I stood up and did not meet the pair of dark eyes.
I could feel them on me though. They followed me until I left the cafeteria with the jock.
The corridor was empty when I arrived at the locker with Chase. We made small talk from the cafeteria to the hallway. The usual stuff from football to parties to gossip. Topics that I did not care for, but they kept the conversation going.
Putting in the combination for my locker, I pulled out my English folder and rummaged through the unorganised pieces of paper until I found the one that was not in my handwriting.
Handing him the essay, I smiled in encouragement "It was a good paper, but I think you need to work on—"
Chase put his hands up to cut me off and then he laughed at me "Ella, did you really think I wanted my work back?"
"No, I thought you were taking me out of the lunch hall to take me to Disneyland." I bit out sarcastically "Of course I thought you wanted your work back."
Ignoring my sarcasm, He explained his real motive "Come to the dance with me."
"I thought you said something about not being able to go." I recalled, "You mentioned that there was a massive event at your beach fight club thing."
Chase nodded "Litora Bello got pushed back until midnight so I can now make it."
I bit my cheek to contain my laugh. The way he pronounced Litora Bello like it was some god-given sacred gift in his dramatic tone was amusing.
"You know that I loathe stupid school functions and I hate dancing." I spoke truthfully "Also, I am sure you would rather take someone that is more than a platonic date."