Promised (The Promised Series)

noting my glare.
    “I have no clue what you’re referring to.” I try to play innocent, turning my attention back to my brother.
    “It’s good to see you, Wyn.” Shay finally speaks up. He has taken one of his hands out of his pockets and is using it to smooth down his honey blonde hair.
    “Don’t even try it, Shay Dawson.” I snap my attention back to him.
    “Come on, Wyn. Don’t be this way.” He pleads.
    “You…you… Ugh! I’m leaving.” I throw up my hands and stomp off without saying goodbye.

Chapter 3 – Linc
    ~Your Future~
    I’m sitting outside the counselor’s office trying desperately not to think about Wyn. I haven’t even spoken to her and she’s the only thing I can think about. At lunch time yesterday, I didn’t see her in the cafeteria so I went looking for her. I found her sitting in the library reading another textbook and eating a sandwich. I was going to go over and talk to her, but the school librarian caught her attention and I lost the little bit of nerve I had worked up.
    “Linc, you can come in now.” Mrs. Mandevers, the school counselor, tells me. She’s standing in the doorway of her office and she moves out of the way to let me pass. As I take the seat across from her desk, I see Wyn walk in and take a seat in the little waiting area.
    “Wyn, thanks for coming down. I’ll be with you in a few minutes.” Mrs. Mandevers tells her and then crosses to her desk leaving the door wide open so I have a full view of my dream girl. I’ll never be able to concentrate with her in such close proximity to me. I hope this isn’t an important meeting.
    “I know your new here this year and I thought we should discuss your future.” Mrs. Mandevers informs me while she shuffles papers around in the file in front of her.
    “Mmhmm.” Is all I’m able to reply because Wyn’s legs have caught my attention. She’s sitting with them crossed and is bouncing her foot. Today, she’s wearing an oversized green sweater dress that falls off her left shoulder, a pair of grey leather leggings that cling to her perfect legs and a pair of green ballet flats that keeps slipping off her heel as she bounces her foot.
    “So Linc, what do you plan on doing with yourself after graduation?” Mrs. Mandevers asks.
    I know the answer to this. I’ve already decided to enlist after graduation, but because I’m so mesmerized by Wyn’s legs, I answer with. “I don’t know yet.”
    “Well with your grades, I’d suggest college. If you added a few extracurricular activities or community service, you would have a good chance at some scholarships.” Mrs. Mandevers jumps all over helping me figure out my life goals.
    “Sounds good.” I answer, still not focusing on the conversation.
    “Great. Here, take these.” She hands me a stack of applications and I look at them confused.
    “Wyn, could you please join us in here.” Mrs. Mandevers calls. I watch as Wyn gets up and comes into the room to take the seat beside me.
    “What’s going on?” I ask, truly confused and nervous now. I should have paid attention.
    “Lincoln Tatman, this is Arwyn Scott.” Mrs. Mandevers introduces us.
    I look over at my dream girl, who seems to be just as nervous as me, and stick out my hand. “Hi, call me Linc.”
    She looks at my hand for a moment and then tentatively places hers in mine and shakes it. “Call me Wyn, please.”
    This close, I can see her eyes are a bright green and they are framed in the thickest, longest black lashes I’ve ever seen. And somehow, I know they are not the fake kind girls buy. They are all Wyn.
    I smile at her and nod my head. I don’t want to, but I release her hand and turn my attention back to our counselor.
    “Wyn is very active in a local charity and helps out with tutoring here at school. I think she might be able to help you get involved in one or both of those. So you’ll have that to put on your college applications. Is that ok with both of you?” She looks between the two of us. I nod my head and I’m guessing Wyn nods hers because Mrs. Mandevers smiles at us both and continues. “This is great. If you need any help filling those applications out, come see me anytime. Linc, let me talk to Wyn alone for a few minutes. Then she can come out and you two can work out your schedules.”
    I stand up and walk out, closing the door as I do because I can tell they need privacy. I sit back down in the waiting area. My legs are bouncing up and down because I’m so