When I started to feel a sigh about to escape from within me, I pulled back and thought of anything that I could to make myself less flustered.

"I need to go to my locker to switch some books for my gym clothes. Also, I need to grab the massive list that I wrote for Coach Carson." I voiced in the form of a groan "He is failing me for gym class so I have written him a mini essay on why he should let me pass."

"No wonder you are failing." Brennan replied "You sit and do nothing all periods

"I do not have enough speed or stamina." I complained.

It was when Brennan went back to eating his lunch that Stone looked over at me with a suggestive smirk.

He mouthed "Liar."

Standing up to go, I leaned over his shoulder and whispered sweetly "I am going to kill you, Lurch."

Stone turned his head and made it so I was inches from his face. The hot air from his mouth hit my bottom lip as I licked my lips. His black eyes darkened once again as he focused on my mouth.

I found it difficult to not bring his lips to mine and climb on top of him. Cafeteria be damned.

He shook his head with a smile. Not a smug one but one of content as he spoke "I do not think you will, Medusa."

"Why is that?" I returned.

"Because you love me."

Covering my mouth to try and wipe off my grin, I glared at him before I turned to leave "I can love the memory of you after I have got rid of you."

"Not possible." He rasped darkly.

The halls were empty. Just an endless stretch of mustard-coloured lockers as I passed them. A few of the plain lockers were decorated with posters for The Fall Ball.

One of them in particular stood out as Chase's. A sticker with the logo of his football team was on the top of his one.

The quarterback leaned against the door of his locker. A few of his friends were there too. About four of them were play fighting with one of the guys in a headlock.

I was a few lockers away from his, so he noticed when I opened my locker to exchange my chemistry books for a change of clothes. I tried to keep my attention on the back of the locker as he approached.

The next conversation was one that I had been dreading all day. I was never really in a relationship with Chase, but I thought out of decency that I should tell him about Stone.

Chase had been of the first people I had confided in about my parents. He had also opened up to me and shared his story about his broken home. As little as a bond we had, it was still a bond.