Elite (Empire High, #2)

by Ivy Smoak

“Don’t worry, Sanders!” Rob yelled. A car honked. “We’re coming to save you!”

Matthew Caldwell loved me. For just a second, my heart didn’t feel so broken.

“I’ll never hurt your heart. You’re my forever, Brooklyn.” He smiled up at me.

He smiled down at me. “It also helped that you ran into the boy’s restroom.” “I what?” I pulled out of his arms and spotted the urinals for the first time. “Oh my God, what is wrong with me?” “Not a single thing.”

“It’s okay, Rob,” I said. “No need to worry about keeping it a secret.” I shoved my notebook into my backpack. “Because Matt and I are done.” “Brooklyn!” Matt hissed as I stood up.

“Okay, but you should call Matt when you get a chance. He’s kind of…losing it. He stopped by about an hour ago and he looked awful.”

“How old are you?” The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. “Older than you.” He resumed eating, like that was a suitable answer. But before I could question it, he beat me with a question of his own. “So what didn’t he do?” Miller asked.

“For the record, a guy who

doesn’t stick up for you isn’t someone who’s worth your time.”

“Oh, she threatened to have him killed,” Mr. Pruitt said like it was nothing. “You too I presume. But she knows the rules. She’s not allowed to escalate anything to homicide.

“I loved your mom because she was everything I could never have. She didn’t care what people

thought of her. She was beautiful inside and out. She was honest. She was…happy.”

“I’d wait a lifetime for you, newb.”