B0079G5GMK EBOK by Jennifer Loiske Page A

self-conscious. She had always been, since Cl arissa had known her, so why was she act ing like that? What made her so frightened?
    Brianna met Clarissa's gaze through the window and jumped. She looked so hor rified and so scared of her that Clarissa couldn't possibly understand why. She had never insulted her except when she had teased Adam, but that was just normal. Somehow something had made Brianna fear her and that felt really peculiar.
    Clarissa turned thoughtfully and met Blake's eyes. She tried to smile at him and went back to her place. Stella looked at her, but as she seemed to be all right, she continued her coo with Jonas. Adam stared at her as well, and the look in his eyes was totally bizarre. Clarissa tried to wipe his mind carefully, but he pushed her gently away and got up. The teacher looked at him, obviously angry, but she was too scared to say anything. Adam disappeared from the door without even glancing behind. Clarissa sighed, frustrated. Thank God the class would be over in six minutes.

CHAPTER 10
 
    The next morning Clarissa rushed to the car. Every minute she could have with Adam was worth being at school on time. Joshua an d Blake hung around the car talking silently. Jonas was nowhere and Clarissa sighed, annoyed. She should've guessed. He was still sleeping. Damn! Now they had to wait at least half an hour before they could go to school.
    Clarissa flung her bag on the back seat and banged the door shut demonstratively. She stayed next to the car and as she dared not look at Joshua, she focused her anger on Blake.
    “Where's Jonas? Why didn't you wake him up? We're gonna be late! We have only twenty minutes before school starts!” she yelled.
    “Calm down,” said Blake, smiling and avoiding the lightning being blown out of Clarissa's eyes. “ Jonas left long before us.”
    “What! Why didn't you say so earlier and why didn't he w ake me up? Hurry now!” she screamed and dashed to the car.
    Blake opened the front door slowly with exaggeration and glanced a warni ng at Clarissa. Joshua was sitting in the driver's seat, looking like a storm. Clarissa pressed her fist close and counted slowly to twenty. She had to calm down, or else she would expose herself. What would they think if they knew how much she missed Adam? Adam had done nothing to make her love him. He had assaulted her and she should hate him, but she couldn't. The others were doing everything for her and what did she give them in return? Nothing. She would carelessly exchange all of them for Adam, if that were possible. She didn't need other men. She needed only Adam, and even if he had really tied her to him in a wrong way, that wasn't enough to stop her. She wanted him and was ready to do anything to get him.
     
    Clarissa concentrated her thought on the trees that flashed past and tried to think of anything but Adam. That wasn't easy. Images of him flashed in her mind. Adam kissing her gently and looking at her with his black, dangerous eyes. Adam with his motorcycle. Stepping on the gas after school, the top of his black hair curling slightly from th e moist autumn weather. She shook her head and faced Blake's lashing eyes through the mirror.
    “Why did Jon as go there before us?” she asked suddenly as it disturbed her thoughts.
    “He picked up your friend and they went there together,” Joshua grinned.
    “What! Wh at friend and why didn't he say anything to me?”
    “Stella,” answered Blake , embarrassed. “And I think you know why he didn't tell you and why he asked us to be quiet as well.”
    Clarissa dug at her pockets with rage. When she found her cell, she typed Stella's number and waited. No answer. After sh e had called Stella three times without getting any answer, she decided to leave a message. She waited a little bit longer and when Stella's lively voice announced that she had something else to do right now than pick up the phone, she screamed in to the machine.
    “Stella! Call me this minute! And I mean