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The formal was in an auditorium with crappy fluorescent lights flickering overhead. Half of the people danced for a couple of minutes, then tapered off when the courage died, and the other half were on their phones, pretending like this wasn’t happening. The punch should’ve been at least fifty percent tequila to tolerate this.
I should’ve brought some of Kassie’s lemonades from the fridge.
"Hey?" Nevaeh tapped my shoulder.
She was one of the hottest girls in the room, with her dyed locs down her shoulder, glittering dark eyes, and a dress that didn’t belong at this weird middle school dance. Usually, she had a big smile on her face, but right now, her hand was on her hip.
"I know," I said, even more impatient than her. "It’s been thirty minutes."
"There’s an overtime fee," Amanda teased. Her old roommate was yet another hot girl. She had eyebrow piercings, jet-black hair, and a killer body. They were both perfect for the part.
"Amanda." Nevaeh rolled her eyes.
"Two hundred more. Each." I couldn’t risk them dipping out before Piper even showed up. That’d be a thousand dollars down the drain. It was a bad business investment.
"I’m still confused about what we’re doing,” Amanda told me.
"Just look gorgeous." I shrugged. "You already have it covered."
"Remember, I have a boyfriend now," Nevaeh said for the fiftieth time that night.
I shook my head, scanning the room again. "I don’t want to hang out this weekend."
"Adam, I’m still confused." Amanda pushed. "All I want to know is what’s going on. Because these heels are high and my thighs are cramping."
"You can sit down. I don’t need you near me yet."
"Why?"
I straightened my tie. A waste of one of my best suits at an Oklahoma RA conference. Great. "I’m trying to…show a girl that I’m not thinking about her."
"The Marrs Manwhore is showing off to a girl? Are you serious?" Amanda’s mouth fell open. "Who is this girl?"
"She’s a huge pain in my ass. How’s that?"
Amanda raised an eyebrow. "You're spending a thousand bucks to prove to a girl that you're not thinking about her? Nice plan. What’s next? Getting a tattoo of her face so she understands you’re just pals?"
"Amanda," Nevaeh chided.
"If he wants to throw away his money, that’s cool, but I have questions!"
Nevaeh grabbed my shoulder, stopping me from scoping out the room again. "I don’t need overtime pay. But, Adam, is the Marrs Manwhore…? How do you feel when you’re around her?"
Both of them started talking at once. Over each other, around each other, agreeing with each other, and I couldn’t get a word in between them. The answer was easy though. Piper Fontaine was an ice princess, fun to mess with but two steps away from the real world. All the stuff she believed in just made her an easy target for anyone that wanted to fuck with her. It’d be adorable if she wasn’t such a guaranteed mark.
And she was so high and mighty about it. It drove me insane.
I didn’t get a chance to tell them though. Their words melted away as Zariah and June walked in the door.
Piper has to be right behind them.
"Let’s go." I strode ahead without waiting. The girls called after me, hurrying to keep up. I had to slow down. I had to look casual, the fun guy at the party with two hot girls on his arm. It was something I’d done a thousand times before.
"Adam, walk slower, these heels are insane!" Amanda called to me as I came to an abrupt stop.
There she is.
"Oh my god." Nevaeh drew in a breath. "Is that her?"
