jerk for lying to him. I mean, heâs almost a complete stranger, for crying out loud.
âI know youâre not telling me the truth,â he says as we reach my locker. âBut Iâll drop it.â
I spin the lock and wrestle the old locker door open. Tossing my books inside, I step back so he can do the same. âThank you.â
âBut if you need to talk about something, Iâm a really good listener.â His eyes are intense, as if the fate of the world rests on his ability to help me. Heâs freaking adorable.
âOkay,â I say. âBut, really, itâs nothing. Iâm just tired.â
He slams the locker door closed, then pulls me into the flow of hallway traffic by my hand. Not to get all melodramatic, because thatâs definitely Kristenâs department, but itâs like our hands are a perfect match. Thereâs nothing awkward about the firm grasp he has on me, and I like it. I really, really like it.
When we clear the mass of bodies rushing to make it to the cafeteria, Rock drops my hand, but not before Kristen sees Rock dragging me behind him. Her eyes are fixed on his hand, narrowed into deadly slits, until she realizes Iâm the one with him. The familiar dimples crease her cheeks when she sees me.
âHey,â Rock says casually. âBeen waiting long?â
Kristen shakes her head, turning her attention back to Rock. âJust got here. Yâall ready to eat?â
âStarved,â Rock says, shooting Kristen a quick smile and a wink.
âLearn anything exciting in Jacobiâs class today?â she asks, sliding back into sex-kitten mode. I have to force my eyes not to roll.
Rock shrugs with a grin. âWe just talked a lot about love.â
âOh yeah? Like what?â Kristen asks, leading the way into the cafeteria.
âWhat defines love, which is really an interesting question, because itâs different for everyone. Iâve never really thought about it before. Jacobi did his best to stump Sarah, but she had an awesome answer.â
âWhatever,â I say, blowing off the compliment.
âWhatâd you say?â Kristen asks, studying my face and trying to read my thoughts. Sheâs always been way too good at that, and Iâm hoping she canât read what Iâm feeling about Rock. Because if she can, Iâm going to need blasters and a force field to stay alive.
âI donât remember,â I answer truthfully. The whole embarrassing event was a blur in my very crowded and confused mind.
âShe said it was caring about someone so much you canât imagine life without them.â Rock smiles at me and then looks back at Kristen. âPretty good, huh?â
âVery,â she says. âSheâs always had a way with words.â
Rock looks back at me. âYou also said it was selfless, honest, and loyal.â
Iâm so surprised he remembers what I said that I canât even muster a response. He was totally listening to me in class and Iâm more than just a little flattered.
âNice,â Kristen says. âAnd what did you say, Rock?â
He shakes his head. âHe didnât call on me, thank God. Iâm not sure what I would have said. Thatâs a tough question.â
âTotally,â Kristen agrees. âIâd hate to be in that class. Ugh.â
âItâs not all bad. Jacobiâs pretty cool.â Rockâs defense of Jacobi makes me like him even more and I curse the rotten fate that put me in this situation. Rock grabs a sandwich plate and waits for me before following Kristen to the table.
When Kristen stops at a table in the back corner, Rock waits for us to sit. The guyâs got some killer manners. My mom would definitely approve. Iâm a little disappointed heâs sitting next to Kristen until I remember Iâm supposed to be helping her snag himâor at least thinking about it. Itâs enough