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I grinned and clapped his shoulder as we headed to class If he and I are an odd couple, his father, the priest, and I are evenchess with him since I was fifteen or thereabouts, which he claims helps calm the mind I know Lance would never share a secret, notatto peer intoto save it

“Who can tell onna call on ravitated towardsHe has soone to school together or some shit, and who knohat the fuck Pop had done to him back then to make him rabid I always coah

“Russo!”

Asshole, “eight-point three-six-six you want o on?” He looked down at his notes, and his lips puckered like a petrified asshole I sat through the rest of his class without incident, and soon it was lunchtih to make sure my sisters were settled doith their little squad of tittering fe

This is the only real-time I have to think and plot At ho on, too much noise, too much traffic But I’d found a place here where I could hide myself away fro it for the last two years, give or take I’m sure others kneent there, but no one dared follow thus far

I have a bit of a reputation Not for being a bullying, blustering asshole like some, far from it It’s because the few times I lost my shit in the past, each event was a spectacular cluster fuck of chaos and mayhem I don’t talk h you have to push really hard to get uess is what makes my explosions seem more volatile Most of the time, it’s been in defense of Lancelot

So, others have learned to stay out of ets it into his or her head to approach entler with unless they become pushy, then all bets are off The boys don’t even try I have a friend group of one, and everybody knows that shit, so they’ve given up trying Had I not known Lancelot before learning the truth of what I am, he and I may not be the brothers we are today either No point in for for this world

That’s why today, I was shocked to see soirls, in fact, who didn’t seem to notice htin my tracks It’s the way the sun seeht rays brought out the hints of blue and red in the jet-black tresses that flowed down her back and shoulders

I couldn’t see her face as her head was down, but it captivated me, her hair that shone like the pelt of an exotic anirasp the scene I’d walked up on She stood in the htly to her chest and her head al it there She looked small, defenseless, and for a split second, my mind went to my mother

I felt a weird clutch in my chest, and eulfedbeca her names

The ringleader was getting way too close, and then she pushed her I know rage; I’ve felt it enough and spent enough ti more easily contained

But until that moment, I’d never felt it quite like that, and never for anyone other than ?” Ibetween her and theer in my tone or the murderous look on my face

I recognized some of them, they were a year behind me in school if I remember correctly, and more than a few of them had thrown themselves in ator back to the bent head and did so I’ve never done before “Come!” I held out my hand to her, and she raised her eyes to mine “Damn!”