I forced myself to keep walking even though every instinct screamed at me to turn around and look at Carlotta one more time. My hands were shaking slightly, and I shoved them deep into my pockets to hide the tremor.

What the hell was I thinking, kissing her like that?

The cafeteria had been the perfect place to make a statement - everyone would see, everyone would talk, and by the end of the day, the whole school would know that Carlotta Russo was off-limits. At least, that had ...