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talkin' to me. You are the reason she dumped me. You broke us up.” There was a vicious gleam in his eyes, causing me to shudder.
    My throat suddenly felt dry, but I managed to speak. “Listen to me, N ick ,” I spat out with equal animosity. “I had nothing to do with y'all's breakup. It's all your fault because you treated her like t-total crap. She finally realized she could do better. So quit blaming everyone but yourself, you sorry, nasty, self-lovin' waste of space.”
    I tried with all my might to push him away, but he was much stronger than I. My struggling only seemed to anger him more, causing him to tighten his grip on my shoulders, making me gasp out in pain. Where were Casey and Janey? Where was Mr. Baker? Hadn't they heard any of this?
    He took a deep breath and let it out, trying to keep his temper under control. He reeked of alcohol.
    “You are gonna talk with her and tell her to forgive me. You are gonna get us back together...or something bad's gonna happen.” His jaw was clenched tightly.
    Smiling sardonically I said, “Oh yeah? What are ya gonna do...tell your daddy?”
    By the way his face blazed red and his veins began popping out on his forehead, I knew I'd gone too far with my smart mouth. That was why I always kept it shut—I mean tried to keep it shut. I braced myself, waiting on him to explode and rage all over me. Then a familiar voice, a voice I'd heard at school, sounded close by.
    “Do we have a problem here?”
    Quickly Nick dropped his arms to his sides, backing away from me. I looked for the person the voice belonged to, my heart stuttering in my chest. And when my eyes found that person...
    ...My jaw dropped.
     
    To. The. Floor.

 
    Chapter Five
     
     
    Standing there by the magazine rack, casually flipping through a magazine, was the boy with the glowing blue eyes. Only now his eyes were no longer glowing, but shined an unnatural light blue, so light they almost seemed clear. He stared at Nick, holding a firm expression on his flawless face.
    My feet felt cemented to the floor. A lump had formed uncomfortably in my throat, pulsating along with my beating heart. There he was, right in front of me, the mysterious boy. The most strange but beautiful boy my eyes had ever seen. A sense of calmness drifted through my veins, making the fight with Nick seem a million miles away. Again, the intoxicating scent of lavender took over the air, covering over the lemony smell from my cleaning supplies.
    There was something about him that called out to me, as if a warm tug was pulling my heart toward him. It was like I knew him, and at the same time I didn't know him. His eyes had left Nick and found mine. A shiver tore through my body, not from fear, but from relief—I was relieved to see him. His lips parted into a smile—I smiled back. Of course that was when Nick yanked my arm, breaking me from my blissful trance.
    “What ya think your doin', princess,” he scowled. “We're not done talkin'...”
    “Yes you are,” the boy cut in strongly, his gaze back on Nick, his jaw set in a serious lock. “And if I were you, I'd take my hand off of her.” The magazine was still opened in his hand.
    Nick shuddered. Letting go of my arm, he walked up to the boy, stopping a few feet away. “I don't know who ya are, but I'll let you in on a little secret—you do not want to screw around with me. 'Cause if you do, I'll beat ya to the ground, and from the looks of ya, you don't look like much of a fighter. You'd maybe last five seconds with...”
    The boy suddenly held up a hand and Nick went silent right away. After a few seconds he dropped his hand slowly, narrowing his eyes.
    “That's enough,” he told Nick gently. “Now go home and rest your polluted mind, little human.”
    An uneasy, squeamish few seconds passed by. My eyes flickered from Nick to the boy. I would've been lying if I'd said that I wasn't scared for the boy—Nick towered over him by a few inches. I tried closing my eyes but