I need to face the life that was meant for me.
Don’t stay and ruin all my plans
You can’t have my soul, oh, I’m not a man
The empty vessel I dwell in is not meant to feel the heat you bring
So I push you away and I push you away
Yet you stay
Ooooooh
Yet you stay
Yet you stay
Yet you stay”
“What has you looking all dreamy standing over here all alone?” Miranda asked, startling me out of my thoughts by slapping a hand against the closed locker beside mine. I couldn’t keep the grin off my face.
“Dank,” I replied.
Miranda raised her eyebrows and fanned herself with one hand, “Girl, I don’t blame you, that boy can wear a pair of jeans like nobody’s business.”
I laughed and shook my head. Miranda truly appreciated men. She loved Wyatt but that didn’t stop her from checking out the rest of the male population.
“Speaking of hotness, here comes your last drool-worthy boyfriend,” Miranda whispered.
Not what I wanted to hear or deal with right now. Peering over my shoulder I watched as Leif spoke to those who passed him until he’d managed to work his way to me. It was so easy to pretend he was normal. Closing my locker door I turned around to face him.
“Leif,” I muttered. It was the best I could do.
He apparently found this response amusing because his grin only grew bigger. “Pagan, it’s good to see you too.”
Haha. Wasn’t he a riot?
“What do you need?” I asked a little too brusquely because Miranda elbowed me hard.
“Well, I was wondering about the tutoring. I mean, now that I’m back I need to keep up my grade and you know I can’t do it without your help.”
Whatever. There was no way a voodoo spirit was dyslexic. Did he think I was an idiot?
“Ah, well, when you left I filled your spot. But I’m sure there are other tutors available if you feel you really need one.” I’d tried my best to get my point across without Miranda picking up on anything.
“But you were so helpful. I doubt anyone else will be able to help me the way you did.” He was enjoying this. The gleam in his eyes said he was thoroughly enjoying every minute. I wanted to push him away and head to class but that would only cause drama and attention I didn’t want. So instead I pulled my book bag up higher on my shoulder and stepped around him without another word. I heard Miranda apologizing for my behavior which was just ridiculous but she didn’t know that.
“What’s wrong with you? I mean, I know he broke up with you but you have Dank now. Why hold a grudge?” Miranda asked after she caught up with me.
I opened my mouth to respond when the ringing of her cell phone interrupted me.
Miranda rummaged through her bag in a hurry to find it before a teacher heard it.
“You know you should turn that thing off at school. You’re going to get it confiscated again,” I chided her.
She pulled it out of her bag and flashed me an annoyed glance before answering.
“Hello.”