Undeniable (Haven Falls 5)

I smile down at him, loving how he’s so in tune with me. He cares for Ari just as much as I do, and I absolutely adore that about him. Other guys wouldn’t give a shit about their girlfriend’s little sister, but not Noah. He’s damn near perfect. “I think Ari would love that.”

He smiles up at me, proud of himself for making me happy. A shadow falls over him and as he goes to look up to see who’s standing above him, a bucket full of icy cold beach water is tipped over our heads. “You can’t catch me,” Aria howls before taking off like a bat out of hell.

That little she-devil. We won’t let her get away with that, not one tiny bit.

Chapter 4

I walk through the door of Miss Jamison’s classroom on Monday afternoon and groan. Detention again.

“Henley,” Miss Jamison says as she takes her seat at her desk. “We really must stop meeting like this.”

“Tell me about it,” I grumble.

“I’d hate to think what you did to land yourself in jail this time,” she grins, completely amused by just how often I tend to take a seat in her classroom during lunch.

I sense the eyes of the other students on me as I make my way to my seat; yet I can’t help the devilish grin that spreads wide over my face. I have a feeling Miss Jamison isn’t going to approve if I tell her how I may or may not have taken the fire extinguisher off the wall and redecorated Mr. Humphries classroom while attempting a surprise attack on Aiden. I mean, Aiden was as white as a ghost, but he sure found it funny. Mr. Humphries though…that’s a different story.

I hear a few snickers through the room telling me that my morning’s adventures have already spread like wildfire. I swear, whenever me, Tully, or Noah do anything around here, it’s taken as gospel and spoken about until we do something else.

I drop down into my seat and get comfortable before looking back up at Miss Jamison. “Trust me,” I tell her. “I don’t think you want to know, just maybe steer clear of Mr. Humphries. I wouldn’t want to tarnish the way all you teachers see me.”

“Oh, Henley,” she sighs, shaking her head in exasperation. “Why Mr. Humphries? You know he’s very heavy-handed with giving detentions.”

“I know,” I chuckle, picturing the way the white foam slathered all over Aiden and anyone standing in his general vicinity. “I think I deserved this one. It was a must. I had no choice.”

“I have a feeling that’s stretching the truth,” she murmurs. “But, doesn’t matter. Something tells me I’ll hear all about your antics by the time school is over for the day.”

“Something tells me you’re right.”

I give her a fond smile. I don’t know how it happened but over the past few months, Miss Jamison has become one of my favorite teachers. She seems to have a soft spot for me and unlike the rest, she doesn’t fear me. She’s been my homeroom teacher for years now, so if I haven’t been able to make an impression in that time, then something is seriously wrong with me.

I lounge back in my chair and slide my legs out as far as they’ll go before pulling out my history homework. I may as well get a start on it and save myself a little time when I get home. Besides, I was given an English essay that I’d like to get a start on. It’s not due for a few weeks but apparently, I’m not just a science nerd anymore. I’m a complete nerd who likes to hand in assignments before their due dates.

Ugh. What have I become?

The sound of the door opening has my eyes flicking up. Usually, they’d drop straight back down to my work, unbothered by who I share detention with. Only, the brunette with sun-kissed skin and green familiar eyes comes striding towards me with a grin.

Tully drops down in the chair beside me. “I had a feeling you’d be in here.”

I shake my head. “Dare I ask why you’re here?”

“Nothing special,” she murmurs, pulling out her work. “Just running my mouth while it should have been closed.”

“How am I not surprised?”

Tully scoffs. “What can I say?” she questions. “I like to talk.”

“Yeah, no shit,” I chuckle, trying to keep quiet, knowing Miss Jamison is bound to tell us to shut up at some point.

Tully rolls her eyes before stealing one of my pens and dropping her head to her work. I try to follow suit only her head pops right back up as she turns to look at me. “Have you seen Aiden?” she asks. “No one has seen him since you gave him a new look.”

“Did you check the locker room?” I wonder. “He probably headed in there to take a shower. I mean, I got him really fucking good.”