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Book 2 of The Imprint Chronicles.

*It is not necessary to read the first book because this is a different story, just from the same series with some of the same characters.

Tanner Danes is shipped off to La Push, Washington, to live with her OCD, single aunt after getting in trouble with her parents and the law several times back in Philadelphia. Now, she's starting a new page, without lying or trouble. Or so everyone thought. But what happens when she meets Collin?

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Chapter Two: Courtesy For The Delinquent

Now that I lived here, I had to attend La Push High School. And I was so not looking forward to that. It was almost impossible to ditch because someone would tell on me. I was sixteen years old, but I had all eyes on me like I was a candy-crazed three year-old.

I walked down the hall trying to locate my locker. How in the heck did new kids survive? Not being able to locate a locker. All the staring. Staring at me because I didn’t fit in. Almost everyone was native. And I was pale as could be.

“Hey,” a voice said from behind me. “You need any help?”

I turned around and found a guy who in the face looked about my age, but had the body of a nineteen year-old who went to the gym every morning.

“Um, yeah, I’m look for locker 39A,” I told him.

He led me down the hall to a row of lockers all in the range between 30 and 40. I hadn’t even looked down here. Wow, how stupid I must’ve seemed.

“Thanks,” I said turning the combination.

“No problem. Oh, by the way, I’m Collin.” He reached out his hand.

“Tanner.” I shook it. He was burning up. It felt like shaking hands with the sun. Was he sick? He didn’t look like it. He looked pretty okay. Relatively cute.

I took my hand away and placed my books in my locker. “Um, I have to get to class.”

“What do you have first?” he asked me.

I looked at my schedule. “English.” AKA my least favorite subject, at school. I actually loved to read and write. Just not in a room full of people I didn’t really like and for a teacher I hated and on a subject that was so old, my grandmother could do it better.

“Me too.” He smiled. “We can walk together then.”

“Okay.” I closed my locker door.

I had only known the guy for a few minutes and already he was doing friend-like things. Guiding me to my classes, which most of them oddly we had together. He was making conversation with me, asking questions, none of which were necessary to mention my trouble back home.

That was good. No one needed to know about that. The only people who did were the teachers, principal, and the guidance counselor. No one would ever need to know. I didn’t want anyone to know that little snippet about me because then they would judge. They would judge me. And not in a good way.

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