Mattie
FUCK. f**k. f**k!
I had to talk to Bruce. If Chase saw the surveillance tape, he’d never forgive me. Luckily, Bruce and I had hooked up once and had our own dirty secrets. If there was anyone who could get me out of this mess, it was him.
I checked his locker first, with no luck, but then found him heading toward the lunchroom. Fortunately, he was alone.
“Bruce,” I called out, catching up with him.
He turned around and smiled. “Hey, what’s up?”
“We need to talk.” I lowered my voice. “Alone.”
He looked at me curiously. “Sure. It has to be quick though. I’m starving. All I had for breakfast was a damn granola bar.”
“Don’t worry. It’ll just take a second.”
“Okay.”
We went to the library and found a secluded spot in one of the non-fiction aisles.
Bruce turned around and looke
