Free Finding Cinderella by Colleen Hoover

Holder his bag. “Daniel, have you seen Six?”
    “No,” I immediately blurt out.
    Sky glances toward the school, not having noticed the defensiveness in my immediate response. “She must be registering for classes inside.” She turns to Holder. “I’m gonna go find her.” She reaches up and kisses him on the cheek, but Holder’s eyes remain on mine.
    They’re narrowed.
    This isn’t good.
    Sky walks away and I begin to walk right behind her, toward the school. Holder’s hand lands on my shoulder when I pass him, so I pause. I turn around, but it takes me a few seconds to look him in the eyes. When I do, he doesn’t look happy.
    “Daniel?”
    I raise an eyebrow to match his expression. “Holder?”
    “What are you up to?”
    “I do not know what you are talking about,” I reply innocently.
    “You do know what I am talking about because when you are lying, you do not use contractions when you speak.”
    I ponder his observation for a few seconds. Is that true?
    Shit. It’s true.
    I breathe out a heavy breath and do my best to look like I’m giving him a confession. “Fine,” I say, kicking at the dirt beneath my feet. “I had sex with Val just now. In my car. I didn’t want you to know because you and Sky seemed excited that we broke up.”
    Tension releases from Holder’s shoulders and he shakes his head. “Dude, I could care less who you date. You know that.” He begins walking toward the school, so I follow suit. “Unless it’s Six,” he adds. “You aren’t allowed to date Six.”
    I keep walking forward, even though that comment makes me want to freeze. “I have no desire to date Six,” I say. “She’s not really that cute, anyway.”
    He stops in his tracks and spins around to face me. He holds up a finger like he’s about to lecture me. “You’re not allowed to talk shit about her, either.”
    Christ . Hiding our relationship from him may be more exhausting than it is fun. “No loving her, no hating her, no screwing her, no dating her. Got it. Anything else you want to add?”
    He thinks for a second, then lowers his arm. “Nope. That covers it. See you at lunch.” He turns and walks inside. I glance back to the parking lot in time to see Six sneaking out of my car. She gives me a quick wave. I wave back, then turn and head inside.
    • • •
    I walk my tray toward the table and internally rejoice when I see the only available spot is right next to Six. She glances at me as I walk up and her eyes smile, but only briefly. I set my tray down across from Holder and find my way into the current conversation. Everyone is discussing the dinner at Sky’s house tonight, but I’ve had dinner there before. Karen doesn’t know what real food is. She’s vegan, so I normally turn down meals at their house. Not tonight, though.
    “Will there be meat?” I ask.
    Sky nods. “Yeah. Jack’s actually cooking, so the food should be good. I also baked a chocolate cake.”
    I reach across the table for the salt, even though I don’t need it. It gives me an excuse to lean in ridiculously close to Six.
    “So, Six. How do you like your classes?” I ask casually.
    She shrugs. “They’re okay.”
    “Let me see your schedule.”
    She narrows her eyes like I’m doing something wrong. I give her a look to let her know she has nothing to worry about. Even if I wasn’t into her, I’m not an asshole. I’d still be making conversation with her.
    “It sucks we don’t have any classes together,” Sky says. “Who do you have for History?”
    Six pulls her schedule out of her pocket and hands it to me. I open it and make a quick scan of the classes, but none are the same as mine. “Carson for History,” I say, replying to Sky’s question. I hand Six back her schedule and give her a look to let her know we don’t have any classes together. She looks bummed, but says nothing.
    “Can you speak Italian very well?” Breckin asks Six.
    “Not well at all. I speak better Spanish than I do