-Kathrine Andrews: ( Song of the chapter: House Of The Balloons by The Weeknd)
The school hallways buzzed with the usual morning chaos—students laughing, lockers slamming, teachers yelling at some idiot for running.
Morning classes passed in a blur, mostly because I wasn't paying attention. I spent half the time twirling a pen between my fingers, my thoughts circling around last night like a vulture over a carcass.
Glyndon.
Her hands on me. Her lips. Her skin under my fingers. Her voice.
I clenched my jaw and shook my head, shifting in my seat. This was exactly why I needed a distraction. A good, solid distraction. Something—or someone—to remind me who the hell I was.
And why I should not be thinking of Glyndon or of last night.
She is literally my enemy and now I suddenly started being soft on her instead of torturing her like she did to me.
What happened to the original plan? I was doing it perfectly before and suddenly I changed, and suddenly she changed.
