Twisted Lies: A Dark High School Romance (Twisted Pine Academy Book 1) by Kai Juniper

Author:Kai Juniper [Juniper, Kai]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

"I'm not taking it," I say. "I already have my English credits."

"You did at your last school," Maria says. "This one is different. They have different requirements."

"Then I'll take the class from another teacher."

"You can't. She's the only one."

"There's no way I'm taking a class from that woman. She just met me and already hates me."

"You could've been nicer to her," Maria says under her breath.

"I WAS nice to her. And she still hated me."

"She just needs more time to get to know you."

"It wouldn't matter. Did you see the way she talked to me? There's nothing I could do that would make that woman like me. And I don't care. I'm not trying to win her approval. Let her hate me."

"I wouldn't worry about Ms. Pruitt. She was probably just in a bad mood today."

"She wasn't when this other girl came in. When she saw her she raced over to help her like she was her favorite student."

"What girl?"

"Some blond girl," I say, not wanting to tell her I met Kristen at Jackson's house. I don't want to bring up Jackson again, knowing Maria doesn't like him. I like Maria but she's not my mom. I don't want her telling me what to do.

Her phone dings. She checks it and sighs.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Shayla's covering for me today at a client's house. The owner's dogs made a mess and she can't get the stains out of the carpet. I need to go help her."

"Is Shayla coming over again? To Brock's house?"

"Not with Brock there. He doesn't like her filling in for me." She pulls in the driveway and parks. "Why do you ask?"

I shrug. "We seemed to get along, and we're the same age. I thought maybe we could talk again."

She smiles. "She doesn't have to be working for you two to talk. You can talk to her anytime. I'll give you her number." She pulls a business card from her purse, scribbles the number on the back, and hands it to me. "You can go ahead and go in. I'll get the backpacks."

"I can help," I say, opening the door.

She grabs my arm, stopping me. "It'd be best if you don't. Brock doesn't like it when I ask for help. He's even docked my pay for it."

"Are you serious? That's bullshit! I can help if I want."

"Rumor, please." She tightens her grip on my arm. "Just go inside. I'll bring everything in."

"I thought you had to go help Shayla."

"It'll have to wait. My shift doesn't end until four. I'll ask Brock if I can leave early." She lets go of my arm and smiles. "Go ahead. Go inside. It's a nice day. Maybe you could go for a swim."

I look at her, trying to figure out if she's scared or just worried about getting to the other client's house in time to clean up the mess before they get home. She almost seems scared, but of what? Brock? He can be intimidating but not scary.

"Rumor, you need to go," she says in an urgent tone, her eyes darting to the house.

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