ed you?"

hands raised. "Woah t

o be an as

kets. God, he really is obnoxiously gorgeous. Like, I'm mad that someone

walk away. It feels like we're sparring

came for, he nods once and walks away.

is shoulder, "See yo

I

fter seeing Mr. Foster and then the gorgeous asshole one

t into a grassy slope. I sink to a

tebooks have been filled with doodles for as long as I

that's usua

y mind wander, I realize my scribble

ched e

t fresh on a blank sheet, taking

d you

ir slouched on the steps above me in front of me. He has on a br

othing my hand over my note

way. Without looking, he pulls a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his

because I found a pack of cigarettes in the street when

The boy lights it for me, his eyes watching the flame as it tongues the tip. When it catches

new," he

eyes. Not

moke and leans back against the metal stair railing. "Bo

und. The g

f kids who've chosen seats over on this grassy slope don't exactly measure up to the boy who scared me in the ha

n much of a ch

ud of smoke. "We're a better pick th

"The Gold

naïve. You won't last l

hole, or are you going to explain w

oss the lawn. I follow it to see a group of guys

scly. The tall one has short-cropped hair, a long nose, and is dressed in name brand fr

ther boots, and a white T-shirt half tucked into his waistband. His skin is deeply tanned an

two boys in front part, letting a third boy

boy fro

l shape of his lips. His face looks just as chiseled as it did in the shadows, though, and I realize t

wls, "are the Golden Boys.

mmediately. I don't kno

n Foster. Son of

u

Dallas?" comes a new vo

to the side. She has on skintight jeans and a dangerously low-cut T-shirt. Her hair is bright red and

" Dallas snarls

eat a dick?" sh

ce to meet you, new girl. Be careful of those assholes. Be careful of this

f a horned devil on the back of hi

he stairway railing and smiles at me. "Thought y

voice I've heard all day. "

. Nothing interesting ever happens here. I've been going to school with

leather jacket in quick succession, but the girl seems bubbly and warm. I sigh and make

ks her head in the direction of th

I pause before finishi

he's in a biker gang. But don't let the tough guy façade fool

open. "He is

rimace. "With the obnoxiously l

a lot to proce

alf of it." Then she catches me staring into the dist

aze. "Dallas was sayin