Chasing Rainbows Read Online Free PDF Page A

Chance, and he was with Bryce. Un-fucking-believable.
    "Hey, man," Chase said, following my gaze as he turned and saw his brother. Suddenly, I became aware that the three of them were all looking at me now. "This is Addie," Chase said to Chance, introducing us.
    It was overwhelming seeing the two of them together. They were a potent combination of attitude and confidence with heart-stopping good looks and well-defined muscles encased in faded blue jeans. I expected Chance to smile politely, but I should have known better. "We've already met," he said instead, arching his black brows at me as if silently daring me to disagree.
    "Looking good, Addie," Bryce said, giving me the creeps.
    "Where's Mia?" I asked, reminding him of his longtime girlfriend. Shooting him a nasty glare, I decided my best course of action was to turn back around right this instant.
    "You mind switching places with me? I need to talk to Addie," I heard Chance say from behind me. Immediately, I spun back around as my heart pounded in my chest. "No," I shouted and they looked at me strangely.
    Chase probably thought I was psychotic. Hell, I felt like it, but Chance stood there wearing a huge shit-eating grin, obviously pleased with himself.
    "Addie has always been a little high strung," Bryce said, implying some sort of imaginary relationship between the two of us that didn't exist.
    "As if you knew," I snapped, still pissed at him for his asshole behavior.
    "Addie," I heard Mrs. Jones call out my name, and when I turned around she smiled and motioned me forward. The line had moved and the group of girls that had been in front of me had long since disappeared.
    Mrs. Jones had worked in the cafeteria forever. She had been here when I started high school and was a permanent fixture at this place. A smile always graced her face, and she wore her graying hair tucked into a tidy bun beneath her hair net.
    My mood only continued to tank when I noticed there weren't any more apples left. I tried not to pay attention to what the three of them were talking about behind me, but it was so hard to concentrate with Chase and Chance there and both of them so close.
    I grabbed a juice and rattled off the lunch number I'd committed to memory to Mrs. Jones, who quickly punched it into her computer. Hurrying through the exit, I walked toward the table where Kara and Brandon sat waiting.
    "About time," Brandon snapped impatiently and laid his fork down on the white foam plate next to the half-eaten pile of yellowish orange goo that remained.
    "What is that?" I asked, and Kara started laughing at my horrified expression. It was awful.
    "Hash brown casserole," they both said in unison and snickered.
    "Mystery hash," Brandon piped, as he arched his eyebrows at me which reminded me of his favorite after school activity.
    My mood lifted at the sight of those two joking and laughing. Kara glanced around me as if she were searching for someone. "Here he comes," she said, smiling back at me. "I invited Chase to sit with us, but it's almost time for class to start."
    "I know," I murmured, feeling somewhat disappointed at losing the opportunity to talk to him without any brotherly or asshole interference. I turned around in my seat and watched him walk across the cafeteria toward us. It was a sight to behold.
    "Holy hotness," Brandon whispered. I knew exactly how he felt. "I still have fifteen minutes before I have to be in art class."
    "He's not for you, Brandon," Kara said, stubbornly noting his dreamy expression. "He's Addie's."
    "Shush, he'll hear you," I whispered and shot Brandon an obvious warning glare. He'd better not say anything or else I would deal with him later.
    "Hear what?" I heard Chase reply as he walked up beside me.
    "Nothing," I said, rather too quickly and by the smile on his face, he'd figured out we'd been talking about him. "Chase, this is Brandon," I said, introducing the two. It was obvious Brandon was held spellbound by the sight of him. He smiled back as if