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Renegade Path Read Free *************** Chapter One Roman I fell in love for the first time when I was seventeen. One simple mistake altered the course of my future, of my very existence. Until that day, feelings had always seemed irrelevant and illogical. My world was too dark and chaotic for something as obscure as love to develop. It was my first day at another new high school. That made—three? four? —this year alone. The locker I’d been assigned wouldn’t open no matter how many times I spun the combination or slammed my filthy, worn boot into the rusty metal front. “Do you mind?” A soft voice came from beside me. I glanced down. Five-feet-nothing of waist-length red-gold hair, soft blue eyes, and freckles stared up at me. A smile played over her full pink lips that I already had an urge to kiss. “I can’t get it open.” Amusement flickered over her stern expression. “Maybe that’s because it’s my locker.” “No, it’s not.” Even though I already had a bad feeling in my gut that she was right, I handed over the yellow slip of paper I’d been given this morning. “Hmm.” She tapped her finger against that plump bottom lip that I wanted to suck into my mouth and run my tongue against. “It says seventy-six, but that can’t be right.” She stepped forward, not at all intimidated by my size—I had to be at least a foot taller than her. Her warm shoulder brushed against my chest, and her long hair tickled my arm. She smelled like flowers after a rainstorm. I’m not ashamed to admit I stood there and inhaled her. The lock clicked, and she opened the door. “See? It’s my locker. My combination works on it. Yours doesn’t.” “Well, shoot.” She grinned at me. “What’s your name?” “Roman.” Laughter spilled out of her. “I’m Juliet. I’ll tell you what, Roman, I’m willing to share my locker with you. If you promise not to leave any gross boy things in it.” I scratched the back of my neck. “Give me an example of a ‘gross boy thing.’” “Uh, dirty socks.” “No problem.” “Jockstraps.” A grin threatened to break free at the corners of my mouth. “Don’t have one.” “Anything smelly.” “Okay.” Pink raced over her cheeks, and I wondered what else she was going to say, but instead, she shook her head. “Welcome to locker seventy-six, roomie.” She held out her hand. I took it, meaning to give a quick shake. Instead, an electric current of attraction sparked between us. I stood there staring into her eyes, trying to decide if they were turquoise or teal, and stroked her soft skin. “Thank you, Juliet.” I loved the way her name felt rolling off my tongue. She didn’t jerk her hand away, and she held my gaze.