C L Stone [The Academy Year House of Korba (epub)

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.Table of ContentsThe Academy - House of Korba (The Ghost Bird Series, #7)The AcademyDonation Cups and Bat SignalsRebuildingThe Life of a KorbaComplicated DatingKorba Family DynamicsBoyfriends and GirlfriendsInvisible BrotherFlirtingCamilliaFocus Your EffortsCostume DesignLost Him AlreadyThe Three Amigos | Hunt for TheoSchool LessonsWorseUnexpected TerroristsUnyieldingDoing the UnexpectedPranksHow The Greeks Invented KissingThe Darkest Secrets Always Find The LightBoo~A~Thank you!The AcademyA Peek Inside | the AcademyThe AcademyHe slowly moved his head forward.“Tell me you want to kiss me,” he said.“I.” I did, but saying it out loud was hard to do.He was handsome, nice, cared about me, but speaking about it was hard.He inched forward slow and into me enough that I felt the need to hold onto his shoulders to balance myself and not fall backward.He captured my chin between his fingers and held firm, holding me still.“Say it, aggele.”“Silas,” I whispered, but with him holding on to me, it was difficult to speak.I guessed if I wasn’t going to make the first move, he was going to get me to say I wanted it.My heart raced.I tried to silence my thoughts and nervousness.Nathan and Dr.Green did it so quickly, I didn’t have time to think.Don’t think!“Sang,” he said quietly.“I need to hear it.”“Yes.” It wasn’t what I wanted to say.Trying not to think made it harder to answer.“Yes, what?”“I want to,” I said.He retracted his head just a fraction to focus on my eyes.“You want to kiss me?”It was harder looking at his eyes.I only nodded.His thumb slipped over my chin.“Say it out loud.Do you want me to kiss you, Sang?”I forced my eyes closed longer, finding some bravery that way.“Yes.”It must have been good enough.Silas closed the inch of space between us.The AcademyThe Ghost Bird SeriesHouse of Korba♥Book Seven♥Written by C.L.StonePublished byArcato Publishing.Copyright © 2014 C.L.Stonehttp://aclstone.tumblr.com/Published by Arcato Publishinghttp://www.arcatopublishing.comAll rights reserved.ISBN-13: 978-1502910776ISBN-10: 1502910772This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.From The AcademyThe Ghost Bird SeriesIntroductionsFirst DaysFriends vs.FamilyForgiveness and PermissionA Drop of DoubtPush and ShoveHouse of KorbaThe Other Side of Envy (April 2015)The Scarab Beetle SeriesThiefLiarFake (December 2014)***Other Books by C.L.StoneSmoking GunSpice GodDonation Cups and Bat SignalsI guarded the register, occasionally scanning receipts and handling payments from customers, but they didn’t happen often enough to keep me occupied.Bob’s Diner was slow for a Saturday afternoon.The lunch crowd had already passed through.Uncle was in the back monitoring the kitchen.Luke occasionally swept by me and caught my eye with a handsome smile.His blond locks were drawn back with the clip he stole from me.I had to make do with twisting my hair and using two pencils to hold it in place like hair sticks.Bits of my chameleon blond hair tickled my neck, just short of the collar of the hoodie I was wearing.I kept trying to sweep back the locks that were loose behind my ears, but if I leaned forward, they fell out.It was nearing the end of October, and I was happy it was almost over.My hope for a quiet, ordinary school year had already vanished.After the bomb threats on the school, a principal and vice-principal after me and the Academy guys, bullies, at home and at school, I got nervous when things got quiet.I wondered what was lurking in the shadows, always waiting for the next surprise.I leaned against the counter, my head propped up in my hands, counting down the minutes until the end of my shift.Most of the time, I stared at Luke so not be rude and stare at anyone else while I dazed out.In his Bob’s Diner blue polo shirt, his long, lean arms flexed nicely as he carried a tray, or wrote out orders on a ticket.The way he interacted with customers was really enchanting; he’d put on a handsome smile, lighting up those dark eyes, and joke around with the patrons, making me think many of them were repeat customers because of him.I’d already cleaned the counter, organized the receipts, refilled napkin dispensers and had even scrubbed down the soda fountain machine.Just a few more minutes, and then I had to go home.To my soon-to-be former home.I’d promised my sister, Marie, I’d have the last of my stuff out today so I would finally not have to return for a while.I already had all my clothes at Nathan’s house, but I wanted to do a sweep and check for anything I may have left behind.Moving out at sixteen is complicated [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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