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would I want to go?”
    “You’re hot news here. I mean, you’re news.” Heat
filled her cheeks as he smiled down at her.
    “You think I’m hot.”
    “No, I mean, yes, no, er , I
don’t know.” She pressed a hand to her face wishing the ground would open up
and swallow her whole.
    “It’s okay. I’m teasing you.” He walked her to her
door. “By the way I think you are,” he said, turning back to look at her.
    “What?”
    “I think you’re hot.”
    She watched him wink at her before turning away. What
the hell was happening to her? Marshall trying to talk to her
even though she was waiting for something bad to happen because of him, and now
Trey. No, she wouldn’t get ahead of herself. Trey was probably being
nice to her even though he really didn’t need to. She wasn’t under any
illusions about her looks.
    The best anyone could say to describe her was mousy.
    Entering the classroom, she went straight for her seat
by the window. Only a few people were in the room.
    “Hello, Scarlett,” Miss Kingry said.
    “Hi.”
    “Did you have a good summer?”
    She nodded. “Did you?”
    “Yes, I certainly did.” Miss Kingry had a secret smile.
    Scarlett liked Miss Kingry out of all of the teachers. She was always nice to her.
    Opening her work book, she started flicking her pen on
the table when she heard Cheryl giggling.
    Looking up, she saw Marshall and Jack entering the
classroom.
    Avoiding his gaze, she grabbed her reading book while
waiting for the class to start. She was aware of his gaze on her, and when she
chanced another look at him, she saw he was staring right back at her.
    “Right, everyone take a seat. We’ve all had a chance
to catch up. Come on, I want to get started.”
    Marshall took the desk behind hers where he sat last
year.
    “So, are you coming out tonight?” Cheryl asked.
    “No,” Marshall said.
    “Come on, I can make it worth your while.”
    “You’ve got nothing I want.”
    Tapping her pen on the book, she kept her gaze on the
front. Blowing out a breath, Scarlett wondered how much longer she could take of
this torture.
    Miss Kingry started her
lesson. Behind her she heard Jack constantly talking. His voice was distracting
the class, and as the minutes wore on, Scarlett saw he was annoying the hell
out of the teacher.
    “That’s enough, Mr. Rowlands, I want you over here,
and Marshall, you will sit beside Scarlett now,” Miss Kingry said.
    “But I’ve done nothing,” Marshall said.
    “I don’t care. You’ve got to partner up for the next
assignment. I’m not having you work with Jack.” Miss Kingry walked toward the back of the class.
    Scarlett didn’t like her teacher all that much in that
moment. Out of all of the people she could have put beside her, Marshall wasn’t
the one she wanted to work with. He was a horrible person, a bully. He dropped
his book on the table, causing her to jump.
    Biting her lip, she flicked her pen on her notebook.
She wanted the class to end.
    Jack was dragged to the front of the class and put
beside another boy. Scarlett didn’t see who it was and didn’t care.
    She didn’t want to work with Marshall. He was a
horrible person.
    “Right, I want you to read the next two poems and
start to make the necessary comparisons.” Miss Kingry started to walk around the classroom handing out the book they needed to read.
    Marshall took the book, holding it between them.
    You’ve got to get closer.
    His breath fanned her hair as they read. He was bigger
than she remembered him, but then she tried not to remember all that much about
Marshall.
    Marshall moved the book a little closer to his body.
    Glancing up, she saw he was looking at her.
    “I need to read it.”
    “I know.”
    He didn’t say anything else.
    Licking her lips, she let out a breath. She should
have known it wouldn’t be that easy to get through this day.
    Leaning closer against him, she read as much of the
poem as she could. Scribbling the title and the author in her