Chapter Eleven
My knees were trembling as I waited for Nick at the entrance of Elite High. He’d asked me to wait for him there while he paid our chauffeur. I placed my hand over my chest. My heart was violently pounding against it, as if trying endlessly to set itself free.
I was so nervous. It wasn’t the first time that had walked down that corridor. I had made my way down that hallway for the past four years of my life now. However, that was my night. It was prom night.
I adjusted my elegant white tux and secured my black tie again. I was so nervous that I had been fussing with them since we left our apartment. I still had no idea where Nick had gotten the money to purchase—buy, not rent, mind you—two expensive custom-made Brioni tuxes or for
