“Auggie, wait,” Ryker says and hearing that old nickname makes me pause for a second. Glancing at him, he goes to speak then sighs, sitting on the desk.
“Just go,” he says, dropping his head in his hands. I rush out like my ass is on fire, hoping Annette beats their asses for what they just did.
***
The second the bell rings, I’m the first one out of the classroom. I ignore the stares. Ignore the whispers and Brielle’s smug smile from two rows back, which falls the moment she realizes my face is healed, luckily though she isn’t close enough to scent who healed me.
Leaving the room, I don’t stop moving until I reach the end of the corridor, and even then, only because Jaxson is already leaning against the lockers outside my next class like he’s been waiting all day.
“You’re late,” he
