Hard to Forget (Hard to Resist Prequel) by Shanora Williams

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    © Shanora Williams, 2013. This publication is protected under the US Copyright Act of 1976 and all other applicable international, federal, state and local laws, and all rights are reserved, including resale rights. You are not permitted to give or sale this book to anyone else. Any trademarks, product names, service marks, or named features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. All rights are reserved.
    The names, events, and character depictions in this novel are not based on anyone or anything else, fictional or non-fictional.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Fr eshman Year
     
    Chapter One
     
    I remember the first day that I met Bryson Daniels. It was the first day, of the first hour, of my freshman year. I was a ball of nerves as I stepped into the school. I didn’t know what high school was going to bring so I went in with my head held high. I was glad that I had my best friend Harper there. She was a junior during my freshman year and she knew quite a lot of people.
    “Nat, this is Tucker Finch,” Harper said, smiling as we stopped in front of a really tall guy with piercing brown eyes and a lip ring. He smiled slowly as he observed me and then Harp.
    “Sup,” he said.
    “Hi,” I murmured shyly.
    “She has the freshman mentality,” he teased. “Don’t worry. It’s not as bad as everyone makes it out to be. To be honest, it’s kind of cool here. Everyone is chill. Everyone knows each other.”
    “Yeah. That’s true,” Harper said as she looked around. A few guys came up and she hugged each of them and then Bobby, her boyfriend, appeared. She fell into his arms, kissed him, and giggled softly as he nuzzled her neck.
    “Sup freshie,” Bobby said to me.
    “It’d be nice if you all would stop making me feel so lame,” I laughed.
    “Sorry. It’s just funn y to see you here. Just know that if anyone fucks with you, you tell me and I’ll handle it for you.”
    I nodded as I tucked my thumb beneath the strap of my backpack. “Well, I’m going to go figure out where my classes are,” I told Harp.
    “Oh, do you want me to help you?”
    I wanted her to help me but I couldn’t help but notice the way she was glued to Bobby’s hip. Bobby had dark-brown hair and smoky grey eyes and a meaty footballer-like neck. I could never figure out why Harper was so attracted to him or what she loved so much about him because he wasn’t all that cute and he had a jock’s attitude. He was a dull person—the complete opposite of Harper. Instead of breaking them apart, I shook my head and stepped back.
    “I think I’ll be okay. It shouldn’t be too hard to find them.”
    “Alright, Nat. I’ll see you at lunch.”
    Nodding, I turned around and hurried down the hall , hoping that I would actually be able to find where I was supposed to go. As I rounded the corner, I bumped right into a solid chest and was gripped in firm, chiseled arms. I looked up slowly from his black T-shirt to his pink lips and then his green eyes. His eyes were so bright that they took me off guard. They were like emerald jewels and it made me curious as to how they could possibly be so clear. A smile hinted at his lips and I stepped back, realizing how close we were. He chuckled, taking a step back as well.
    “Hi,” I said beneath my eyelashes .
    “Hey.” He r an a hand through his hair and winked. A tall guy with broad shoulders and huge arms ran up to his side and tousled his hair. I finally figured out that the guy that was roughhousing the hot guy in front of me was Christian Otters. He looked completely different from middle school. He had cut his long, curly hair into a buzz cut and had even gotten his ears pierced. Without hair, he looked completely different.
    “What’s up, Bryson! You were supposed to find us!”
    “I was on the way,” the sexy Bryson said, “but I ran into this beauty here