Glass (Crank 2)

not ice.] Wonder how cut

it will be. I pull into a near

parking spot, and when I do,

the face that jumps into view

makes me forget about every

question I had only seconds

before. He’s dark

and cute and he looks like Hunter.

It’s Brendan, and I want to puke.

But I Can’t Puke

I can’t

turn and run and

I can’t

look weak and

I can’t

even get nasty until the

deal

is done.

Brendan flashes a smile laced

with

evil. I can’t stand him. I despise

him.

And now I have to look

him in the eye?

I won’t

give him the satisfaction of turning away.

I won’t

get in his face, or out of his face.

I won’t

give up my secret.