No.
I would have sworn that he was here to study fashion, even though he said that he wasn’t.
But if we have classes together then that means that he’s a painter. Quinn definitely looks more like someone who would pose for an artist, not an artist himself.
Crap. I’m gunning for an internship straight out of Trinity Prep, and I have a feeling that Quinn is, too. If we’re both trying for the same internship then not only are we going to see a lot of each other, but I’m going to be in direct competition with him.
It’s one thing to have nameless competition. I came here knowing that I was going to have to compete with someone, but it’s a completely different thing to know who your competition is.
And for him to be so damn hot.
Chapter Three
“So, are you absolutely loving Trinity Prep?” Madeline sounds so much like the recruitment video that I’d seen that I can’t help but start laughing.
“You know that you sound just like – ”
“The recruitment video? Yeah, that’s me. I’m the voice of Trinity Prep. What do you think? Pretty sultry, huh?” She tosses her hair and slides into the seat next to me while I laugh.
“Well, you got my attention and got me here, so I guess that it worked.” Lunch looks delicious but I forgo my quiche to take a huge bite of the cookie I’d grabbed. “God, I’m going to gain so much weight if this is how they feed us all the time.”
Madeline has a huge salad on her plate and stabs it with her fork. “You get a little tired of it, to be honest. It can be a little much. I’d kill for a hot fudge sundae, though.”
We eat in silence for a few moments before I work up the nerve to ask her about Quinn. I don’t know why I’m nervous, but it feels like there’s something sneaky going on with him. Like maybe he really is the bad boy of Trinity Prep and I just haven’t figured it out yet.
“So. What’s Quinn’s deal?” Even though I’m trying to act as nonchalant and calm as possible, I can tell that Madeline sees right through it by the way she rolls her eyes at me.
“Abby. Please. Please, please, please, don’t get involved with Quinn. He is such an unbelievable ass, trust me. I mean, I get why everyone walks around drooling after him, but it has gotten to his head a little. Anyway, he’s totally focused on getting an internship right after graduation, so even though he’s hotter than hell, he doesn’t date.”
“At all?” I’d never heard of a guy who just didn’t date. The thought was more than a little intriguing I had to admit. “He really doesn’t date anyone?”
Madeline glances around the cafeteria before leaning in closer to me. We’re at a table in the corner of the big room, but more than one student has looked over at us, probably trying to figure out who I am and why I’m here. “Listen, Abby. He did have a girlfriend.” She gestures with her straw and I follow where she’s pointing with my gaze.
Damn. It makes sense that the hottest guy in school would date the hottest girl, but I really didn’t know that girls could be so pretty. She’s clearly a fashion student, with a short black pixie and long lashes. Her skintight black dress clings to her curves and she’s paired it with a pair of hot pink sneakers.
“Her name’s Alice. And, before you get any dumb ideas, yes, she will kill you if she thinks that you’re even looking at Quinn. It’s safe to say that the breakup was not amicable. I think that it’s still on YouTube, if you want to watch it, actually.”
I rip my eyes away from Alice to look back at my friend. “They filmed their breakup?”
She laughs, drawing attention from the tables around us. “Well, they didn’t. But someone else did. That student is no longer at Trinity Prep, but the video lives on in infamy.”
“What video?” A dark voice to my side makes me gasp and look up. Quinn is standing over us, holding his tray casually in one hand. He tilts his head to the side a little while he waits for us to answer. When we don’t, he asks again. “What video are you talking about, Madeline?”
Madeline swallows hard but doesn’t answer. They lock eyes, and I swear that I see something flash between the two of them. She’d just told me that Alice was Quinn’s ex, but there’s something about the way she interacts with Quinn that makes me think that they have history, too.
I take a deep breath. I’m new here, so surely he’ll forgive me for not knowing all of the rules. “I was just asking about who’s the most important students here, and Madeline was filling me in on the fact that it’s you.” Lifting my chin, I stare in his eyes, trying not to lose myself in them.
“It is me.” I’m surprised when he puts his tray down next to mine and sits. He’s so close to me that I can practically feel the heat radiating off of his body. I shift to move away from him, but he looks at me, pinning me in place with his gaze.
“Something wrong? You need to move away from me for some reason?”
“No. Nothing’s wrong.” Looking up, I lock eyes with Madeline. She’s doing her best to watch the two of us without it being really obvious. “I just want to give you your space, that’s all.”
“Maybe I don’t want space from you.” Before I know what’s happening, he reaches up and loops his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to him. My body is stiff and I try to hold myself away, but I feel myself start to melt into him. “Maybe I want to keep you as close as I can, Abigail. What do you
