Jax’s P.O.V

Reynolds and I made them paparazzi targets. The hallway was in an uproar. Students were pushing to get closer, and teachers were abandoning their doorways to see what the commotion was. Val stared, stunned. Brielle was bouncing on her heels, and Xavier looked calculating.

Talia stepped further out, her gaze analytical, “This speed is concerning, these people will not leave us today,”

She turned to look at me “What exactly did you sign, Jax?”

I whipped out my phone, ...