Maverick (Maverick Academy Series)

Maverick (Maverick Academy Series) by Tate Layman Read Free Book Online

Book: Maverick (Maverick Academy Series) by Tate Layman Read Free Book Online
Authors: Tate Layman
in the shade of a big tree. I could tell you were close friends with these five by your body language. The whole group was huddled very close together, whispering and laughing. You smiled throughout the whole vision.” When Whit didn’t respond, Mrs. McFaddin decided to let that information sit for the time being.
    “Well M iss Whitni,” she said, “I think I hear footsteps. It must be your aunt and our illustrious Mrs. Audley. If you decide you need to talk or have any questions, feel free to call me or come see me. I’m always available to my students,” she said as she handed Whit a paper with her name and number scribbled on it.
    “Thank you,” Whit said without thinking. Even though the conversation had been awkward, she felt less tense. Mrs. McFaddin seemed like a genuinely nice person, and Whit felt a bit better knowing she was available if and when she needed her. Eventually, she thought she would probably find herself back in this office.
    As Whit left the office, she saw Mona and Mrs. Audley walking down the hall toward her. They were talking quietly, and Whit guessed they were discussing her and when she would start school here. When they reached her, they’d finished their conversation.
    “The lunchroom is still serving lunch. Are either of you hungry?” the assistant dean inquired politely.
    “I think that’s a wonderful idea, right Whit?” Mona answered, gazing at Whit with a questioning look.
    “That’s fine ,” Whit replied. Without another word, they started down the stairway.
    The Maverick cafeteria was in f ull swing when Whit followed the assistant dean into the room. The octagon-shaped lunchroom had windows along four of the sides, so that it was brightly lit with natural sunlight. Whit wondered again how the vampires within the student body handled this sunlight. For that matter, did they even come to the cafeteria, or did they go drink blood elsewhere? Whit shook her head to clear her thoughts. She noticed that the tables were arranged in the usual rows, and looked just like the ones at Martin Bradley. She continued to follow Mrs. Audley and her aunt until they reached the various lines for food options. Mrs. Audley explained that lunch was included in tuition, and pointed out the signs describing the food served in each line. Mona and Mrs. Audley opted for the hot lunch of meatloaf and mashed potatoes, while Whit wondered over to the salad bar line and continued to look around curiously. She noticed some of the students watching her, obviously interested in the new girl touring the campus. It was always the same at a new school, it seemed.
    “Hi,” someone said from behind Whit. She ignored the greeting, assuming they weren’t talking to her. She realized she was wrong when she felt a light tap on her shoulder.
    “Hey, you new to Maverick?” Whit spun around and saw a petite blond with a smile. She stared for a moment, because the girl was tiny and so beautiful. She had blond hair that cascaded down her back in thick curls. Whit knew that her brown own chin-length hair probably looked like she’d just gotten out of bed in comparison. The girl’s skin was so pale and blemish free that Whit was automatically jealous of such perfection. She was wearing jeans and a clingy black top that most likely had every guy in the school panting.
    “Just visiting today, but yeah soon ,” Whit replied with a lift of her eyebrows. “Taking the tour today.”
    “It’s a lot to take in,” the girl said with a nod. “I’m Ellie.”
    “Nice to meet you. I’m Whit, ” she said as she grabbed a plate and started piling random vegetables on it. She wasn’t really paying attention to what she was getting.
    “W hat grade are you in and when do you start?” Ellie asked as she started making her own salad.
    Whit snorted at the run-together questions. “Sophomore, and I don’t really know when I’m going to start.”
    “I’m a sophomore too, so maybe we’ll have some classes together.

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