Thick Skin by Billie Knight

It was hate at first sight…
Or was it?
Beck
I met Ruby in a ballet class.
We were both outcasts there.
I was the fit boy who chose dance over sports.
She was the curvy tomboy, who didn’t let that stop her from moving like an angel.
I was in love with her, from the start.
She couldn’t stand me, from the start.
Years passed, and the ballet studio closed.
She turned into a prep, and I turned into a greaser.
But my feelings never changed.
And I’m about to learn that hers were never what they seemed.
Ruby
My first glimpse of Beck left me with feelings I had to fight.
I didn’t want to end up like my mother, who ruined her future for the wrong boy.
But, as time passed, my feelings grew, becoming as intense as fantasies that the greaser always starred in.
And eventually, daydreaming about him holding down my wrists—or bending me over his knee—isn’t enough.
I have to have more.
I have to have Beck.