Page 20 of Unwritten Rules (Rules 1)

Bianca.

Realization hits me. This is Bianca Reed? The popular mean girl of Riverside High and the girl who threw this monster party? She walks around me and stumbles down the stairs, the alcohol flowing in her veins obviously getting the best of her.

I’m still looking at her drunkenly walk down the stairs when someone else exits the room and the door closes.

I stop breathing, my eyes widening.

Haze.

Of course, it had to be him. Am I even a bit surprised?

His messy brown hair and the lipstick mark on his neck literally make me want to puke.

We got it. You had sex.

Do you want a sticker? A medal?

I try and subtly walk toward the stairs, hoping that by some unknown miracle, he won’t see me. But I know way too well that I’m not that lucky. I’m the girl who follows her cousin to his gang meeting and becomes the ultimate target to her family’s enemies because she was curious, for God’s sake. His clear blue eyes stop on me.

“You really can’t stay away from me, can you?” He smirks.

I don’t reply, still quickly making my way to the stairs. Before I can take another step, his hand captures my wrist, stopping me. My whole body becomes tense when his fingers meet my skin.

He literally just touched Bianca with those hands. Germs.

“You going somewhere?”

Yeah. Somewhere you’re not.

I don’t reply, remembering Kendrick’s words.

Ignore him at all costs.

“Your mother never taught you that it’s rude to ignore people?”

“She did. But you know what she also told me? She said to never talk to creeps.”

I want to slap myself for being unable to keep my mouth shut when it comes to this guy. I can’t help it. He irritates me that much.

“You know you’re probably the first girl to try and get away from me?” He gives me a seductive smile, stepping closer. I step back instinctively.

“First time for everything,” I say.

“Speaking of first time… I almost forgot what you look like without your watchdogs next to you. Where did your bodyguards go?” He looks around.

“I don

’t know. They’re around here somewhere getting drunk. Which reminds me, I should g—”

“They left you alone?” He shakes his head, obviously amused. “I knew they were stupid, but this is something else.”

I frown. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Not every guy is nice, Kingston. You should be careful. Who knows who you could run into tonight?” The cocky grin on his face says a lot more than a thousand words ever could. He knows all too well that the most dangerous kid in this house is him.

“You’re right. Thanks for the advice. I should go find them.”

“Look at you. Playing hard to get when we both know how this is going to end.”