Bruised Angel (River of Lies #2) by Sammy King

Author:Sammy King [King, Sammy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01EP3JV84
Published: 2016-05-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

It felt like Chelsea hadn’t slept at all when she woke and got ready for school. Mason couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her either which didn’t help her want to go to school any. She wasn’t looking forward to having to deal with Maddison but she couldn’t put it off any longer. Chelsea glanced around the hall when they entered the school but couldn’t see Maddison anywhere. Chelsea sighed with relief as she put her books and bag in her locker and there was no nasty note or picture anywhere in sight. When she closed her locker she saw Lincoln walking towards her with a smile on his face.

“Hey Chelsea, are you going to come watch us at football practice tonight?” he asked.

Chelsea felt arms slip around her waist and the familiar chest of Mason press against her back. Chelsea smiled and looked up at him.

“You wanna come and watch? It’s not that exciting but you get to watch me be all manly and run around with other manly men” Mason laughed.

Chelsea barked out a loud laugh and nodded her head.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world” she said with a grin.

“Awesome. Anyway I’ve got English up first” Lincoln sighed “Worst subject ever”

Chelsea smiled and nodded, although she quite liked English.

“What have you got first?” Mason asked.

“Life drawing” she replied.

“Well that explains the smile then” Mason laughed.

Chelsea shrugged her shoulders, she loved all her art classes but her life drawing class was her favourite, it was an opportunity to put a lot of detail into her work and get lost in the picture.

“Do you draw nude people?” Lincoln asked his eyes widening.

Chelsea nodded her head.

“Sometimes. Today it is going to be a Turkish tea seat, not quite as interesting” she said.

“So are the chicks hot?” Lincoln asked.

Chelsea laughed.

“If you like fifty something old women with big sagging boobs” she said with a laugh.

Lincoln pulled a face and shook his head.

“Alright, you can keep that then” he laughed.

Mason shook his head and punched Lincoln in the arm.

“Come on let’s get going, you know how Mr Simon’s gets when we are late” Mason said to Lincoln.

They all said their goodbyes and Chelsea watched the two friends walk down through the hall. It was amazing to watch them. Both well over six foot tall and both built full of muscle, Mason with his long black hair that hung about his shoulders and Lincoln with his cropped blonde hair, they seemed to encompass the whole hallway. They drew attention wherever they walked, people stopped and stared and yet they seemed completely oblivious to it.

Chelsea was lost in thought when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She jumped and spun around to see Dylan standing beside her. He was like Mason’s polar opposite. He was tall as well but he was long and skinny, his arms and legs seemed to be too long for his body and he hunched rather than standing straight with confidence like Mason did. Dylan smirked when he saw the look of shock on Chelsea’s face.

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