My Soul to Steal
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Nashs brows shot up, and a smile tugged at one side of his mouth. Thats not what you saw in her eyes. Theres something else we need to talk about, but I dont want to do it here.
However, before he could elaborate, footsteps sounded at my back. A second later, Sabine appeared on my right, then settled onto the bench next to Nash. Her silverware clattered as she dropped her tray on the table.
I dont know how you guys can eat this shit. Its an open campus, right? Lets go get some real burgers.
It is an open campus, Nash said, both brows raised. I almost forgot. The prohibition against off-campus lunchthe result of a wreck in the parking lot the second week of schoolhad expired with the fall semester.
Theres only twenty minutes left in lunch. It was all I could do to speak to her civilly. Every time I looked at her, I saw her making out with Nash in front of my locker, and that bitter, acrid fear from my dream sloshed around in my stomach, rotting the remains of my breakfast.
Yeah, but you have study hall next, right? Sabine said, ignoring me in favor of Nash. And a decent burger would totally be worth a tardy in Spanish.
Nash glanced at me for an opinion, but I only shook my head. I couldnt afford another tardy in English. Maybe tomorrow, he said at last, and Sabine scowled.
Fine. But Im not going to eat this crap. She shoved her tray across the table, and one corner of it knocked my open soda over. Coke poured from the bottle and splash-fizzed all over the front of my shirt. I jumped up to avoid getting drenched, and Sabine stood, too.
Here, take my napkin. She plucked a single, thin cafeteria napkin from her tray and dropped it onto the table, where it was instantly soaked.
I glared at Nash and would have been appeased a bit by how miserable he lookedif I werent busy blotting my shirt, while Coke pooled where Id sat a second earlier.
Ill get more napkins, he muttered, then jogged toward the cafeteria, leaving me alone with Sabine.
Sorry about the mess. Sabine stepped calmly around the table and added Nashs napkin to the puddle on my bench seat, apparently oblivious to everyone else in the quad now staring at us. I just needed a chance to talk to you, girl-to-girl, she said, stepping too close to me so no one else would hear. I figure its best to get this out in the open.
What? I couldnt think beyond the cold, sticky spots on my shirt.
Its cute, how he still thinks he loves you. Very chivalrous. Very Nash. But if youre not gonna make your move, dont blame me for making mine. She shrugged, and I saw that dark flash ofsomething in her eyesagain. Love, war, and all that. Right?
Was she serious? Was this an open declaration of her intent to take my boyfriend? My kind-of boyfriend? Just like that?
My mouth opened and closed. Say something! I couldnt let her have the last wordthat first little victory.
Sowhich is this? I asked, frustrated to realize that I sounded shell-shocked. Love, or war?
Sabines smooth forehead wrinkled in surprise. Both! She smiled, a glaring ray of sunshine beneath storm-cloud eyes. When its good, its always both. And Nash is so very, very good. Her eyes widened in mock regret, like shed just let some vital secret out of the bag. Oh, but you wouldnt know, would you?
My face flushed. He told you? Hadnt he already humiliated me enough?
Sabine shook her head slowly, exaggerating a show of sympathy. He didnt have to. You may as well have a shiny white V stamped on your forehead.
Suddenly I hated her. Truly hated her, in spite of my generally forgiving temperament and everything Nash swore shed been through.
Unfortunately, my abject hatred saw fit to express itself in utter speechlessness.
Anyway, I dont have many girlfriends, so when this is all over, if you wanna hang out, Im totally willing to let bygones bewell, bygone. She watched me expectantlycompletely seriouslyand I could only stare until Sabine blinked and shrugged again. Or not. Either way, good luck!
She reached out with her right hand and shook mine before I recovered the presence of mind to jerk away from her grip. When my skin touched hers, Sabine blinked, and her eyes stayed closed just an instant too long. When they opened and focused on me, her smile swelled, her irises darkened, and my chill bumps returned with a vengeance.
I pulled away from her and almost backed into Emma. What happened? Em asked, holding out a handful of napkins.
I knocked her Coke over, Sabine said, as Nash jogged across the grass toward us. They soaked up the mess while I carried the soggy remains of my lunch to the trash can against the wall, desperate to put some distance between me and my new least favorite person in the whole world. In either world.
At least Avarid never invaded my school.
What the hell was that? I whispered under my breath, as I dumped my empty bottle and my ruined hamburger into the can. That was Sabine, Tod said from my left, and I jumped, nearly dropping my sticky tray.
Somethings wrong with her, I whispered, when Id recovered from the surprise. If she wasnt human, Id swear that
However, before he could elaborate, footsteps sounded at my back. A second later, Sabine appeared on my right, then settled onto the bench next to Nash. Her silverware clattered as she dropped her tray on the table.
I dont know how you guys can eat this shit. Its an open campus, right? Lets go get some real burgers.
It is an open campus, Nash said, both brows raised. I almost forgot. The prohibition against off-campus lunchthe result of a wreck in the parking lot the second week of schoolhad expired with the fall semester.
Theres only twenty minutes left in lunch. It was all I could do to speak to her civilly. Every time I looked at her, I saw her making out with Nash in front of my locker, and that bitter, acrid fear from my dream sloshed around in my stomach, rotting the remains of my breakfast.
Yeah, but you have study hall next, right? Sabine said, ignoring me in favor of Nash. And a decent burger would totally be worth a tardy in Spanish.
Nash glanced at me for an opinion, but I only shook my head. I couldnt afford another tardy in English. Maybe tomorrow, he said at last, and Sabine scowled.
Fine. But Im not going to eat this crap. She shoved her tray across the table, and one corner of it knocked my open soda over. Coke poured from the bottle and splash-fizzed all over the front of my shirt. I jumped up to avoid getting drenched, and Sabine stood, too.
Here, take my napkin. She plucked a single, thin cafeteria napkin from her tray and dropped it onto the table, where it was instantly soaked.
I glared at Nash and would have been appeased a bit by how miserable he lookedif I werent busy blotting my shirt, while Coke pooled where Id sat a second earlier.
Ill get more napkins, he muttered, then jogged toward the cafeteria, leaving me alone with Sabine.
Sorry about the mess. Sabine stepped calmly around the table and added Nashs napkin to the puddle on my bench seat, apparently oblivious to everyone else in the quad now staring at us. I just needed a chance to talk to you, girl-to-girl, she said, stepping too close to me so no one else would hear. I figure its best to get this out in the open.
What? I couldnt think beyond the cold, sticky spots on my shirt.
Its cute, how he still thinks he loves you. Very chivalrous. Very Nash. But if youre not gonna make your move, dont blame me for making mine. She shrugged, and I saw that dark flash ofsomething in her eyesagain. Love, war, and all that. Right?
Was she serious? Was this an open declaration of her intent to take my boyfriend? My kind-of boyfriend? Just like that?
My mouth opened and closed. Say something! I couldnt let her have the last wordthat first little victory.
Sowhich is this? I asked, frustrated to realize that I sounded shell-shocked. Love, or war?
Sabines smooth forehead wrinkled in surprise. Both! She smiled, a glaring ray of sunshine beneath storm-cloud eyes. When its good, its always both. And Nash is so very, very good. Her eyes widened in mock regret, like shed just let some vital secret out of the bag. Oh, but you wouldnt know, would you?
My face flushed. He told you? Hadnt he already humiliated me enough?
Sabine shook her head slowly, exaggerating a show of sympathy. He didnt have to. You may as well have a shiny white V stamped on your forehead.
Suddenly I hated her. Truly hated her, in spite of my generally forgiving temperament and everything Nash swore shed been through.
Unfortunately, my abject hatred saw fit to express itself in utter speechlessness.
Anyway, I dont have many girlfriends, so when this is all over, if you wanna hang out, Im totally willing to let bygones bewell, bygone. She watched me expectantlycompletely seriouslyand I could only stare until Sabine blinked and shrugged again. Or not. Either way, good luck!
She reached out with her right hand and shook mine before I recovered the presence of mind to jerk away from her grip. When my skin touched hers, Sabine blinked, and her eyes stayed closed just an instant too long. When they opened and focused on me, her smile swelled, her irises darkened, and my chill bumps returned with a vengeance.
I pulled away from her and almost backed into Emma. What happened? Em asked, holding out a handful of napkins.
I knocked her Coke over, Sabine said, as Nash jogged across the grass toward us. They soaked up the mess while I carried the soggy remains of my lunch to the trash can against the wall, desperate to put some distance between me and my new least favorite person in the whole world. In either world.
At least Avarid never invaded my school.
What the hell was that? I whispered under my breath, as I dumped my empty bottle and my ruined hamburger into the can. That was Sabine, Tod said from my left, and I jumped, nearly dropping my sticky tray.
Somethings wrong with her, I whispered, when Id recovered from the surprise. If she wasnt human, Id swear that
