BRIDGEPORT ACADEMY #1 by Ashley Valentine

Author:Ashley Valentine
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Serhio Goncharo
Published: 2016-06-06T22:00:00+00:00

17

Amir spied Bree in the distance, coming over the dewy green hill from Hunter Hall, the English building. She’d carefully arranged her long curly hair into two perky braids and was wearing a pink and white button-down shirt, her Bridgeport jacket, and a cute little khaki skirt. Amir could almost imagine her as a farm girl, on her way to milk a cow or sing on a hilltop.

Two ponytailed girls hugged their books to their chests and smiled at him as they passed. “Hey, Amir,” Sage Francis, a brown-skinned girl in an ultrashort gray pleated skirt and silver sandals, cooed. Amir smiled distractedly. “Saw you eating dinner last night with that Bree girl. Did she really sleep with that actor from Breakfast at Fred's?”

“What?” Amir asked, scratching an artfully tweezed eyebrow.

“I heard she slept with the lead singer from the Raves, Thaddeus Smith, and Zane Taylor—all in one week!”

“And don’t forget, she was ponied!” shrieked Sage’s friend, a girl named Helena who was well known for starring in school plays and making out with the student director at the cast parties. Amir was a little tired of the term pony. All the girls were throwing it around and acting completely ridiculous about it. Worse, Maurice loved that they’d made up a sex term just for him. Last night, before heading to dinner, Maurice had poked Amir in his yoga-toned abs and boasted, “You wanna bet I can pony someone between first and second courses?”

“She didn’t say anything happened between her and Zane,” Amir replied evenly, trying to sound calm.

“She’s worse than Jade!” Sage and Helena giggled, then linked hands and walked off.

“No she—” Amir started. But they were already gone. Personally, Amir felt nauseated over all the rumors about Bree. He’d heard she’d been caught having loud sex with Zane Taylor last night wearing nothing but a lacy push-up bra on the roof of her dorm—the rumors were all over Bridgeport. Not that he believed Bree had done it—she was way too sweet to do something like that. Especially with a dog like Zane.

Bree was still walking toward him, looking even more innocent and wide-eyed than when Amir had first met her. He reached out and caught her arm as she passed. “Hey.”

Bree stopped, deep in a daze. “Oh!” she exclaimed. Now that she was looking at him, he could see the dark circles under her eyes. He wished he could gently pat some eye balm onto her delicate skin. “Hey.”

“You okay?”

“Um, sure.”

“I got you this.” He searched through his tan suede satchel and found a turkey-and-cheese sandwich wrapped in a dining hall napkin. “I didn’t see you at lunch, and I thought you might be hungry.”

“Yeah, I was e-mailing my dad.” Bree pressed her lips together, not looking him in the eye. “It’s just...I’m kind of ready to crack under the pressure,” she admitted, her lips trembling. “I don’t know what to do.”

“What happened?”

“Never mind.” Bree shook her head, her chin quivering. “I’m all right. I just have to think about things for a while, you know?”

Amir wondered what she meant.

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