CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
**OLIVER WEST**
The first thing I'd done when I'd gotten to school was hunt down William like a man possessed.
"I need help!" I'd grabbed his arm, probably leaving bruises as I'd dragged him toward an empty classroom. "Kieran is driving me completely insane!"
"What did he do now?" William had looked genuinely concerned as I'd shoved him through the door.
"Please tell me he didn't actually murder Xander."
Xander?
That's right, these days, I'd practically forgotten about the guy who was supposed to come tutor me tomorrow.
I couldn't believe that it was already Friday. And yes, it was Kieran's fault, even the days are running faster now!
"It's worse than that!" I dropped to my knees in front of William like he was some kind of wise guru who held the secrets to surviving psychotic boyfriends.
"He's… he's… William, you have to help me!"
William stared down at me like I'd completely lost my mind and maybe I had.
