001

Devon was pissed. Beyond pissed.

I didn’t know what to do about it. I hated the thought of him being angry with me, but I couldn’t undo what I did. I also couldn’t explain that the only reason I’d done it–as little sense that it made–was because I was upset about him and Amelia. I also definitely couldn’t tell him that I was thinking of him the entire time. Either way, I’d texted Harris that it was a mistake and that we couldn’t see each other anymore.

He was nice, which didn’t surprise me. As was Natalie. I’d told her the truth–that I didn’t like her and that I’d hooked up with her brother. I also asked her not to tell anyone, even though there were some serious rumors circulating the school after everything that happened in the hall with the screaming match with Devon. Thankfully, this school was really bad at Chinese whispers, so it had gone from me possibly being gay and fucking some dude to me possibly being into vampyres and running off to secretly marry one. Perha