"I saw you at the library." I was careful to keep my pencil gliding over my quiz, seemingly hard at work.

"The highlight of my night."

"Were you following me?"

He tipped his head back and laughed softly.

I tried a new angle. "What were you doing there?"

"Getting a book."

I felt Coach's eyes on me and dedicated myself to my quiz. After answering several more questions, I stole a glimpse to my left. I was surprised to find Carlos already watching me. He grinned.

My heart did an unexpected flip, startled by his bizarrely attractive smile. To my horror, I was so taken aback, I dropped my pencil. It bounced on the table a few times before rolling over the edge. Carlos picked it up. He held it out in the palm of his hand, and I had to focus not to touch his skin as I took it back.

"After the library," I whispered,"Where did you go?"

"Why?"

"Did you follow me?"I demanded in an undertone.

"You look a little on edge, Logan. What happened?" His eyebrows lifted in concern. It was all for show, because there was taunting sparks at the center of his black eyes.

"Are you following me?"

"Why would i want to follow you?"

"Answer the question."

"Logan."The warning in Coach's voice pulled me back to my quiz, but I couldn't speculated about Carlos answer might have been, and I had me wanting to slide far away from him. Across the room. Across the universe."

Coach chirped his whistle, "Times up. Pass your quizzes forward. Be expected to see similar questions this Friday. Now" He sanded his hands together and the sound of it made me shiver. "For today's lesson. ,want to take a stab at today's topic?"

"S-E-X,"Kendall announced.

Precisely after he did . I tuned out. Was Carlos following me? Was he the face behind the ski mask-if there was a face behind the mask? What did he want? I hugged my elbows, suddenly feeling cold. I wanted my life to go back to the way it was before Carlos barged into my life.

At the end of class, I stopped Carlos before leaving. "Can we talk?"

He was already standing, so he took a seat on the edge of the table. "What's up?"

"I know you don't wanna sit next to me any more than I want to sit next to you. I think Coach might consider changing our seats if you talk to him. If you explain the situation..."

"The situation?"

"We're not...compatible."

He rubbed a hand over his jaw, a calculated gesture I'd grown accustomed in only a few short days of knowing him. "We're not?"

"I'm not announcing groundbreaking news here."

"When Coach asked for my list of desired characteristics in a mate, I gave him you."

"Take that back."

"Intelligent. Attractive. Vulnerable. You disagree?"

He was doing this for the sole purpose of antagonizing me, and that only flustered me more. "Will you ask Coach to change seats or not?"

"Pass. You've grown on me."

What was i supposed to say to that? He was obviously aiming to get a reaction out of me. Which was difficult, seeing as how I could never tell when he's joking, and when he was sincere.

I tried to inject a measure of self-composure into my voice. "I think you'd be much better seated with someone else. And I think you know it." I smiled, tense but polite.

"I think I could end up next to Kendall." His smile appeared just as polite. "But I'm not gonna press my luck."

Kendall appeared beside our table, glancing between me and Carlos. "Interrupting something?"

"No," I said, yanking my backpack shut. "I was asking Carlos about tonight reading. I couldn't remember which page it was on."

Kendall said, "The assignment is on the board, same as always."

Carlos laughed to himself, seemingly sharing a private joke to himself. Not for the first time, I wished I knew what he was thinking. Because sometimes I was positive these jokes had everything to do with me. "Anything else Logan?"he said

"No," I said "See you tomorrow."

"Looking forward to it." he winked. Actually winked.

After Carlos was out of earshot, Kendall gripped my arm. name. "Good news. Garcia. That's his last name. I saw it on Coach's class roster."

"And that's something to smile about because...?"

"Everyone knows students are required to register prescription drugs with the nurse office." He tugged at the front pocket of my backpack, where I kept my iron pills. "Likewise, everybody knows the nurse's office is conveniently located inside the front office, where, as it happens, student files are also kept."

Eyes aglow, Kendall gripped my arm and pulled me toward the door. "Time to do some real sleuthing."

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