Bound Spirit: Book One of The Bound Spirit Series by H.A. Wills

Author:H.A. Wills [Wills, H.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Callie

I duck under a backpack that’s so full it looks like the kid is ready for the coming apocalypse instead of one night’s worth of homework, and around a group of students who think the very middle of the hallway is a great place to discuss where in Portland is the best place to get sushi.

The crowded hallway is a loud cacophony of noise made up of talking, laughing, and the slamming of locker doors. Fighting my way through the mob of students after school is a very different experience than when the guys walk me to class. No one jumps out of the way for a tiny blonde girl that looks like a strong wind could knock her on her ass.

Vaguely, I notice people whispering when they see me go by, but it’s only my third day of school, and a weird girl starting mid semester leads to gossip. Especially, when it looks like I’ve made fast friends with the hottest guys at school. If they only knew that the boys they’re drooling over are actually supernatural creatures. Who am I kidding? They’d just drool more.

It feels like I’ve survived a gauntlet, when I make it around the corner. My face is flushed, sweat has collected on my lower back, and pieces of my hair escaped its hair tie and are now falling into my face. Quickly, I unzip my red hoodie and shove up my sleeves, while I weave through the final living obstacles to my locker.

Kaleb stands waiting near my locker looking as well pressed as he did this morning. If he wasn’t so nice that would be really annoying. He has a book out, one finger tucked between the pages to hold his place, and looks like he’d rather be reading it than stuck talking to the girl that’s cornered him. Ha. And he says Nolan can’t stand still too long without getting mobbed.

I shove my renegade tresses behind my ears, and with a short wave, I greet, “Hey, Kaleb.”

“Hey,” he greets back, his deep voice tinged with a hint of desperation.

Normal people would probably at least acknowledge the girl standing next to him, but for the past three days, I’ve had complete strangers either whispering behind my back or sending me death glares that look like they’re fueled with the power of the sun. I’m not surprised by it, but yeah, still not really in the mood for meeting new people-- especially those that appear to make Kaleb uncomfortable.

Instead, I kneel down to get at my locker, the tile floor hard against my knees. Though bottom lockers aren’t the most popular, I’m grateful to have snagged one. If I had a top locker, I’d need one of the guys to get my things all the time-- or carry a step ladder around. The underappreciated struggles of the vertically challenged.

I roll my lips, pressing them tight against each other, and fight hard not to laugh. Poor Kaleb. Too attractive for his own good, and too nice to tell them to go away.

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