SAMANTHA CARTER
I saw her
I couldn't stop thinking about Adrian's face.
Something had changed in the few seconds after he looked into my eyes, and even though he had tried to convince me that nothing was wrong, I knew better. I had spent most of my life learning how to read people because being the new girl in almost every situation had taught me that words weren't always honest, but expressions usually were.
Adrian had looked scared… not of me exactly, but of something he had seen. And I couldn't stop wondering what it was.
I sat at my desk with my chin resting against my palm while our history teacher continued talking at the front of the classroom, but I hadn't heard a single word she had said in the last five minutes. My eyes remained on the open textbook in front of me, yet the w
