Chapter 19
When I walked into the school, I kept my eyes forward and moved straight toward Christian’s locker. I was vaguely aware of people’s heads turning my direction. Someone even whistled, but I blocked it all, afraid any disruption in my concentration would cause me to chicken out.
I turned the corner, my strides long and confident. In the back of my mind the Rocky theme began to play: “Rising up, back on the street, Did my time, took my chances . . ” I felt like I was on my way to save the world. This was for all the girls who’d been rejected. Vengeance was mine!
“Llona?”
I came to a screeching halt at the sound of Christian’s voice. I sucked in a deep breath and turned to face Christian who had somehow managed to get behind me.
“Hello, Christian,” I said and flashed the most b
