A curvy young woman endures mockery from the popular crowd, convinced she will never be seen as desirable. When the school's basketball star publicly chooses her, she must decide whether to trust his attention or let the cruelty of her classmates keep her guarded.
I said give it back. Or what? This time, I didn't look away. I held her stare and didn't move.
A hand came from behind her. The sunlight glares bright. but I could see him clearly. Who said you could touch her?
Jace, you're hurting me. Am I? Then think about how she felt when you shoved her. Madison looked sideways, searching for backup.
Nobody moved. Jace let go of her. He crouched down, handling the fallen portraits with gentle care.
He straightened up and held the sketchbook out to me. I stared at him, moved Hold on to them
My heart skipped Then, I took the sketchbook He turned and looked at the crowd Anyone who touches her things
Anyone who touches her Is picking a fight with me Jace, seriously? Over a sketchbook? Not really about the sketchbook
It's about you Again and again Do you actually have nothing better to do than come after her? He didn't wait for an answer.
He laid both hands on my shoulders.