I was excited to go to school again on Monday. It didn’t matter that my first class on Monday morning was calculus, I was just excited to see Blake. I had been looking for museums and galleries for hours trying to find somewhere that she thought he might agree to visit with her.
And I couldn’t stop thinking about that stupid aftershave. It made me wonder what his family was like. That motorbike he rode can’t have been cheap, and the aftershave and the fact the clothes he was wearing to the gallery looked like they were designer. He had to come from money.
Maybe that was why he was such a Bad Boy. He was acting up the same way Tammie used to to get attention from his parents.
I didn’t even have any idea why had joined the school at the same time as me - perhaps his ridiculously rich par
