~Claire
My eyes fluttered open, the dim lighting of the basement greeting me. For a moment, I didn't move. Just lay there staring at the pretty ceiling and trying to piece together the events of the day.
Then they slowly came rushing back to me. The pool. The sinking. Jace.
My gaze shifted downwards... towards my lap, and there he was, sprawled out beside me, his head resting on my lap, his breathing steady and even.
His fine braids framed his face, their neatness making me wonder about the supposed "special" someone who had them done.
I couldn't pinpoint exactly what made me feel disappointed, but I could guess it was because I didn't expect someone like him to have a special someone. Not with his bad boy personality.
But then again, he really had girls fawning over him at scho
