ELENA'S POV
WALKING BACK TO my locker never felt so hard to do. Everywhere I went, I kept on hearing about Austin and I. Didn’t these people have better things to do with their lives?
‘Stupid Garcia!’ I muttered as I opened my locker and took out my textbooks. I held them angrily against my chest and then slammed the locker shut with a loud bang. ‘Stupid, stupid, stupid.’
‘Call me stupid one more time and I’ll hit you.’
I whipped around. Austin was behind me dressed in all black again. It reminded me of the time he had come to tell me practice was at his place. Only this time he wasn’t giving me a angered look. This time he looked calm and a bit tensed.
‘What?’ I asked.
I was pretty sure he saw the bulletin board. That was probably why he was here. I noticed the guys behind him, watc
