He throws numerous questions at me, but I deflect them all and focus on the main topic. I don't even let him stand close to me in fear Alpha Beckett will catch his scent and kill him.
When I get to school Thursday morning, I'm bombarded with guys and girls trying to befriend me. I stare at them all in disgust the whole time.
"I heard you're going to Nick Morrison's party, we could totes car pull," One girls says, clinging desperately to my arm.
I shrug her off and pull my bag closer to me, "Not interested. Thanks." I tell her harshly and quicken my pace, pushing my away out of the cluster of people that circles around me.
Of course, I'm not able to catch a breather.
Liam rushes to my side once I'm at my locker. "They're annoying, aren't they?"
"No, really?" I retort, stuffing my books in my locker.
"Yeah, you know that wouldn't happen if you broke up with him."