On Edge by Gin Price

Author:Gin Price
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Poisoned Pen Press
Published: 2015-10-18T04:00:00+00:00

Fifteen

“This is what you consider next level?” I asked the next night, peeking over my shoulder to see if anyone was about to lynch us. Two kids dressed in black, ten o’clock at night creeping around the school, my arrest record was about to get another page, I could feel it.

Haze felt around the school’s windowpane, slipping a finger in the gap I wouldn’t have noticed if I wasn’t watching. “What were you expecting?”

“I don’t know, maybe coffee or something?” When he turned to look at me oddly, I shrugged. “Yeah, I said it! We hang out in a closet every weekday, and a park sometimes at night. I thought you might be ready to get a coffee—like a date or something. Tell me that wouldn’t be a step up.” Okay, maybe I was hoping that by “next level” he had meant some heavy petting behind the school dumpster, but I’d been willing to settle for a real date—in another city, far, far away from anyone we knew.

“This is next level. You’re teaching me yours, now I’m going to teach you mine. It’s also a lesson in trust.”

“Oh? It looks a lot like a lesson in crime.”

He opened the window and motioned for me to crawl in. “That, too.”

“I dunno, Bren.”

“Trust me not to get us caught, and I’ll trust you not to turn me in.”

I stood there for a second, weighing the options. If Haze and I climbed into the window and got caught, we’d get busted in more ways than one. I could try to say I met Haze at the school to kick his ass, but I doubted that would fly. Our relationship would definitely be outed—again, and this time, Warp wouldn’t buy any of my bullshit acting skills.

Screw it. I didn’t feel like worrying about it. Not tonight.

Smiling, I nodded and crawled through the window, damn near falling on my face as I slid across the ancient radiator and landed on the floor of the art room with a plop.

I flinched as Haze’s flashlight glared into my eyes a few seconds later.

I couldn’t see his face but I heard his soft chuckle clear enough.

“You coulda warned me,” I admonished in a whisper.

“You’re in this class every day and you didn’t remember there’s a heating register there? You must get really distracted.”

“Yeah. That guy Bernard is pretty hot.”

Haze swatted my backside, giving me a nudge toward the gated art closet. The gate was always wide open, so I couldn’t help but wonder why Mrs. Peris didn’t just take it off the hinges.

“So, you’re allowed to sneak in here?”

“Mrs. Peris is actually pretty cool. She thinks some rules are fun when broken. All she tells me is that she doesn’t know a thing about it. Which probably means if I get caught, I’m on my own and she’ll pretend she had no idea.”

“That’s kinda cool.” Knowing Mrs. Peris approved of Haze coming here all the time, made me feel a little better about being in her classroom at night.

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