"You never told me you're called The DICK," she said out of the blue.
He groaned. "It's just a stupid nickname."
"How did you get it?" Great curiosity appeared on her face, and he hated it because this was something he'd much rather erase in his pas...
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Evangeline pressed her books tighter against her body as her shaky hands struggled to open her locker.
She couldn't believe what just happened in that office, spending the entire morning thinking about what Mrs. Biggun had said and whether the news traveled to her mother yet. Zarek had got Eva into so much trouble in the past, but administration was never involved. He never used her mother - herfamily - against her and she hoped he wouldn't start now.
Her delicate fingers set the three pass numbers, yet the lock wouldn't give in. She always hated lockers, they were too frustrating. As she was inserting the same three digits over and over again, she didn't understand why it wouldn't just open. 1-12, that was the lock. It was the day she ever stepped a foot in Dessertville - January 12 - yet the metal box was too stubborn.
"Hey," Justin greeted in a hurry, "Where's Trudy?"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking." Eva's eyes never averted from the lock in her hand. "She's home."
"What?" Justin's big eyes widened, his face mortified, "Why? Is she avoiding me?"
Justin is acting so cute. She wished she had someone as sweet as him. Her hazel eyes only glanced at him for a second, her free hand brushed her red, silky hair away from her freckled face. "She's not," she assured, bending down and abounding her heavy textbooks on the floor, "She's sick. Food poisoning. She won't come to school for a couple of days, at least."
"Oh." Justin's eyes were so broken it touched Eva's thin heart. He was such a cutie. "So no chance for me there, huh?" he mumbled as he walked away.
Eva rolled her eyes. "You're welcome," she muttered, her gaze fixed on the lock with a mission. As her hands kept fingering the lock, she couldn't help but hear Iliza and Flora gossiping a few feet away from her.
"Didn't you hear?" Iliza asked Flora, "Wendy didn't come to the Spring Ball. She was too embarrassed because Ashton rejected her."
"Forget about that for now," Flora said, leaning towards Iliza, "I heard that Anna and Hunter got back together."
Evangeline was dissapointed with those two girls. They had a million other topic they could've talked about but they still chose to stick their noses in the personal lives of others. Evangeline shook her head, giving up on them and on opening her locker - she already wasted enough time that she could've used to feed her hungry stomach.
She bent down and picked up her heavy textbooks, deciding to carry them to the cafeteria. As she rose to her feet, her hazel eyes crossed with Ryan's forest green ones. She had expected a sort of reaction from him, especially after the tantrum she threw at him a couple of days ago at the Central Donut Park. What she didn't expect, however, was for her to be met with Ryan's total ignorance.
Ryan pretended as if he hadn't recognized the glinting hazel eyes and continued walking straight across. He didn't acknowledge Eva's existence in the slightest - he didn't even offer her a nod. The gesture was too similar to what Hannah always did whenever they crossed paths in the hallway, and the pang in Eva's heart intensified by a million.
