My intuition was right. Those girls in gym class totally exposed me and Alistair and turned the issue to a plague in mere days. Standing in the commons, dozens of eyes glue to me and whispers incant in my ears. News sure travels at lightning speed in Elvis High.
Half the Black Cat pack has already arrived, but they don’t look my way, not even a fleeting glance. Hailee and Lena rocket towards me when they see me, and I prepare to be peppered with questions.
“What the hell is going on? What are you keeping from us?” Hailee says brusquely. “Some crazy girls are going around saying you and Alistair, the Alistair, are dating. Tell me that’s a lie.”
“How did that rumour even start?” Lena questions with her arms crossed.
“Well, I guess,” I begin, but hesitate when I look at their bewildered a
