Angry, frustrated tears pool in my eyes, but I blink them away. There’s no point making a scene, fighting one-on-one isn’t how I’ll extract myself from his hold. Instead, I stand up and follow him to the car, climbing into the back row of seats with Sebastian next to me. Court is talking a mile a minute at Clay in the row ahead of us and Hunter and Evan are up front.

“No fighting?” he asks.

I shake my head, rest my cheek against the window and close my eyes.

The morning passes in a haze of covert glances and hostile glares. Arriving at school for a second day with The Elite and having Sebastian plaster himself to me as he walks me through the halls to my homeroom has everyone even more interested in me and why I’ve been chosen. I hate the notoriety it’s giving me, but Court on the other hand is loving it. I saw the way her eyes lit up when everyone saw her get out of Evan’s car and honestly, it worries me how much she’s enjoying all the attention.

Sebastian is waiting outside my classroom the moment the bell rings. Sighing, I walk to him and hand him my backpack when he offers to carry it. His expression is confused and there’s a furrow in his brow as he looks me over expectantly, trying to find something, but I’m not sure what.

When we reach the main hallway that holds the cafeteria, there’s a crowd of people surrounding something that’s happening up ahead. Sebastian grips my hand a little tighter, guiding us through as the kids part to give him a clear path. When we reach the reason for all the onlookers, I’m shocked to find a boy being held by Hunter, with Evan and Clay standing intimidatingly on either side.

“Stay here, little bird,” Sebastian orders, handing me back my bag and stepping forward toward the scared-looking boy and the rest of The Elite.

“On your knees, Adrian,” Sebastian orders, his voice firm and low.

“Please, please, I’m sorry, it was a mistake,” the boy pleads, in a reedy whine.

I’ve spent plenty of time with the GAA Elite in the last couple of days, they’re intense and commanding, but I’ve never seen this side of them before. Right now they’re formidable, hard and intimidating and I’m not going to lie, I’m a little scared of them all. By the looks of it, so is Adrian.

The kids that are crowded around the scene shuffle nervously as we wait to see what will happen. I understand the role The Elite play at the school, but this is the first time I’ve seen them mete out punishment in such a public way.

Sebastian points to a spot on the floor in front of the guys and a trembling Adrian slowly sinks to his knees.

“It was a mistake, it won’t happen again,” Adrian gasps.

“You’re right, bringing drugs to a fucking party was a mistake, so was bringing a fifteen-year-old date and fucking her in one of my guest rooms after you fed her several lines of coke,” Clay hisses