Brazen and Breathless (Untouchable #6) - Heather Long Page 0,12
hadn’t been easy, but this was supposed to be a great opportunity, and they wanted me to enjoy it and not have to worry.
After another fifteen minutes of my life slowly bleeding away, the girl next to me shifted in her seat as she stretched her legs and tried to make herself more comfortable. She’d stopped taking notes ten minutes ago.
I hadn’t, but old habits and all that…
“I’m Mollie, by the way,” she said, and I cut a quick glance at her. She had sandy blonde hair with just a hint of pink on the tips of it. A hint because to be honest, it could be the light in the room. I’d love to be able to color my hair something fun, but school rules said natural colors only. Lucky, her she got to go somewhere she didn’t have to worry about that. “Mollie Barragan.”
“Frankie Curtis,” I answered her intro with my own. “Robertson High.”
“West Arbor,” she said with a shrug.
I had no idea where West Arbor was, not really. I’d heard of it. But then I’m guessing she probably had no idea where Robertson was either. Didn’t matter. It was another monotonous forty-five minutes before he called for our first break, and I leaned back in my chair with a groan.
“This is how I die,” the guy said from across the table. “From absolute boredom. Do you think it gets any better?”
I lifted my shoulders with a laugh. “I hope so. But I guess not everything is going to be interesting.”
“There’s not interesting, and then there’s killing people slowly with your delivery,” Mollie snarked, and I grinned wider. She reminded me a little of Rachel, not a bad thing. She drained her water bottle and stood. “I’m going to pee. Then hopefully find coffee.” She eyed my cup with no small amount of lust, and I curled it closer to me.
It only had a quarter left, but I wasn’t going to risk losing it.
“You mind watching my stuff?” she asked, and I waved her away.
The guy across from us stood and stretched. The other students were up and moving, too. I should probably walk around, but I had a feeling that if I got up and started walking, I might head out to my car and go back to school.
“I’m Bryan,” he said as he walked around the table and offered me his hand. It gave me my first good look at him, too. He had on slacks and dress shoes with a Hawaiian shirt. I almost wished I could snap a picture of him to send to the guys.
You know, maybe not.
He was a guy, and he was talking to me. Jake might show up, and the day would get a lot more interesting.
Biting back a laugh, I stood so he didn’t loom over me. I’d never been a fan of it before, and I was less of one now. I clasped his hand for a quick handshake. “Frankie.”
“Awesome,” he said and let go of my hand. “Gonna get coffee. You want anything?”
Did I want a guy I’d just met to get me a drink? Let me think about that. How about no? “I’m good,” was all I said though. He gave me a little smile and then headed away, and I sank back into my seat.
There were ten minutes on the clock ticking down on the screen, so I pulled out my phone.
Archie: How’s it going? You missed nothing in class.
Ian: I got the homework. It’s not bad. All good there?
Wow, I’d been here long enough to miss two classes.
Blegh.
Rachel: Your idiots look lonely.
There was a picture attached of the four of them sitting around the table in the cafeteria. They did look a little lonely, and I made a face. It was one day. I could handle one damn day away from them. I had one of them in my bed nearly every night, sometimes two.
Maybe if this were more interesting…
Coop: I’m bored. Sneak into the bathroom and send me some pics.
Eyes rolling, I laughed and just sent him back a middle finger emoji.
His response was instantaneous.
Coop: That was the idea.
The last message was from Jake, and it just made me smile
Jake: Missing you.
Yeah. Me, too.
I sent that to all of them, too. I missed them. But…I needed to make the most of it. Orientation was just this all-day thing, and then we had one other day where we would have to have orientation at our ‘assignment.’ Hopefully, we found out what that was today,