#4 Truth and Nothing But Read Online Free

little harsh on you earlier. He said I was cold and stuff. I can come across like that, but really I wanted to tell you how much I admire you. I’m not the only one. He thinks you’re so pretty.”
    â€œHe does?” I uttered in a surprised yet interested tone.
    Trevy stepped back, unsure how to take my response. “Yeah, but I mean what does he know? Every day he’s saying girls are pretty. Not that you aren’t pretty or anything like that, but…”
    â€œNaw, I get what you’re saying,” I replied, understanding now that Reese was trying to play me.
    â€œHe’ll tell a girl whatever she wants to hear.”
    â€œI see where you’re going.”
    â€œExactly!” Trevy said as her unsure face regained confidence. “We could be great friends. You’re not fooled by the bull. Personally, I hate those girls who fall for any lines, thinking that the guy is only after them when he holds their hand an extra minute too long. But I wonder why he was talking about your teeth?”
    My eyes squinted. “What do you mean about my teeth? I just got my braces off.”
    â€œYeah, he said it seemed like it because you had some spots that were like yellow and some that were really white. I don’t know. What does he know?” Trevy said, and her comment got under my skin.
    I started walking to the court, and I was so mad. We were playing volleyball, and when it was my turn to serve, I wanted to kill whoever was on the other side of the net. The coach liked my enthusiasm, but afterwards I was even more bummed that I had worked up a sweat letting guy pressure stress me so much.
    Adding insult to injury, when I went into my second class, there was Reese. How come I didn’t notice all these people were in my classes before? When he spoke to me, I gave him the cold shoulder. Thankfully we didn’t sit anywhere near each other in class, but when our teacher, Mr. Bonner, gave us a test and started walking around and telling people to change their answers, I looked up and looked right at Reese, who appeared equally annoyed.
    Trying to be cool, Mr. Bonner said, “Don’t trip. Some of y’all ain’t studied, and my job is on the line about this AP class. So if I’m helping y’all a little bit too much, and you don’t say nothing, we all will be okay.”
    But how could we all be okay? Some students were cheating, and others were honestly studying to earn a great grade. It wasn’t right. Reese and I shook our heads hard and started back on our own work. I could tell he didn’t think it was right either. Something was going to have to be done. But what?

    â€œAfter you,” Reese said to me as he nearly ran me over walking out of AP World History.
    When I went to go left, he went left too. When I turned down the hallway on the right, he turned right too. He was on my heels.
    â€œAre you following me?” I turned around and asked him.
    â€œNo, we got the same math class. You’re cute and all, but nobody has time to be putting up with Miss High Maintenance,” he said to me with a bit of an attitude.
    I grunted and huffed thinking, “How dare he refer to me that way?” I couldn’t let him get under my skin. I wondered why I hadn’t realized we had a couple of classes together. Where had I been? Or maybe I did remember, it was just he wasn’t standing out to me until now. I do recall a loud-mouthed jerk, but I never looked up to see who it was. Maybe it was him.
    If I was honest, now I understood some of his words held meaning. Maybe he wasn’t trying to bait me, but when he looked at me and winked, I thought he was flirting. Both of us were all over the place with each other—as far as emotions go, that is. Neither one of us wanted to show our hand, and after what Trevy told me he had been saying about me, maybe I was making a possible connection up all in my mind. Could he have an