Chapter 11

Cole

I couldn't control my frustration, so I walked off. Is that really how Ophelia saw me? Does she see me and a man-shore? And if she does, why does that bother me? I've spent years building up my barriers. I wouldn't fall for someone who would only use me. Girls want me for two things, money and power. I've never met someone who genuinely liked me for who I am and not what I have. But, that statement might not be true anymore.

I walk over to my locker and see Mason and Jacob there. Jacob gives me a look, and I know that he can sense my irritation. Mason looks down the hall and, with no doubt sees Ophelia walking away. I know that he's going to have questions, and I don't know that I want to answer them.

"Spill it. You look pissed off, and Ophelia looks guilty." Jacob says.

I'm shocked to hear him ask. The boy very rarely talks, and he isn't the type to want to talk about feelings or anything of the sort. Mason busts out laughing, and I smile at thi