When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)

by Lindsey Iler

He pushes her to the side, almost trapping my hand beneath her bony body. "You've got to be kidding me," I whisper as I rub my temple in frustration. He hears me and laughs through their locked lips. His smirk grows with my irritation. So happy he finds this amusing. That makes one of us. He faces me, acknowledging there are other people in this world. The smile on his face sends a chill up my spine. I've seen him in the hallways, but never had the nerve to speak to him. Stories follow him everywhere he goes. He’s out of everyone's reach, on a different level than the rest of us. I’m not prepared to be this close to him. Boys like him are untouchable. People like him can't be bothered to give anyone they deem beneath them the common courtesy most human beings deserve. Instead of using their popularity for good, they laugh at those who aren't in their social circle. Most dads would call them Grade-A douchebags. Graham Black, one side of the duo in front of me, gets away with his behavior for obvious reasons. Even as a freshman, his chiseled features are the kind underwear billboards feature. A head full of sexed up, brown hair paired with light brown eyes make it easy to forget why I’m standing in front of him. Let’s not leave out the strong jawline that ticks when he smiles. It’s enough to make a girl fall apart. My gaze drifts to the body tucked into his baseball uniform. I may be an inexperienced virgin who hasn’t had her first kiss yet, but even I know his body is worth...