AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Chapter One
“Fuck, marry, or kill?” Gauge clamps his palm to my shoulder and gives me a shake, nodding toward Taylor. She flips her auburn hair off her shoulder and laughs when she catches us staring.
“Kill.” Bitch is too annoying for my taste. I take another sip from my flask, twist the cap back on, and shove it back in the pocket of my jacket. The whiskey warms the back of my throat. I scan the cafeteria, checking out my options since I dumped Britney. I’m sick of this school. It’s always the same shit on a different day.
“I hear you. She’s a stuck-up bitch.”
“I’d fuck her,” Remy says with a shrug.
“You’d stick your dick in anything, including Gauge’s grandma.”
“Eat shit,” Gauge barks, and we all laugh.
“Can’t wait for college. It’ll be a pussy smorgasbord.”
“There’s more to life besides getting laid,” I mutter. That’s all we’ve done throughout high school, is party and get laid. Not that it hasn’t been fun, but there’s gotta be something more out there besides chasing ass all the damn time. It gets old.
“That’s because you’ve already fucked any ass around here worth tapping. Might be time to switch teams at the rate you’re going.” Remy chuckles as I flip him the bird.
“Your little sister is filling out nicely.” I grin. I still owe him. He screwed Britney. Sure, I dared her to do it, but I didn’t think either of them would actually do it. We were drunk and bored, but it left a bad taste in my mouth. Like maybe it wasn’t the first time they’d fucked.
“That’s not cool, bro. Take that shit back.”
“She’s a freshman this year, right?” I start to move from my seat when he shoves me back down.
“Don’t talk about Penelope like that.”
“All right. All right. Relax. I won’t fuck her…yet.”
Gauge roars with laughter and Remy punches me in the shoulder as hard as he can, but I pretend it didn’t hurt. The cafeteria doors open, and my heart rate speeds up. The most gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on is in front of me.
“All right. What about her?” Remy forgets all about what I said about nailing his sister. Like Gauge and I, he’s locked in on the gorgeous creature who just entered our kingdom.
“My next conquest,” I tell him.
“It’s open season,” Remy reminds me that also another first is the three of us are single. We made a pact that we’d dump our clingy girlfriends. No strings. Senior year. The wolf pack is on the prowl. And like that, every thought I had about being done chasing ass are forgotten.
This girl is all mine.
“Fuck, marry or kill?” Gauge starts in.
“All three,” I murmur.
My best friends stare at me. Since we started this stupid game, I’ve never answered with more than one choice for anyone.
“No way. You aren’t getting anywhere near her panties. Look at her. She’s one of those, you know, good girls.”
Oh. I’m looking all right. Yeah, she’s got that sugary good girl vibe. Baby pink sweater paired with a plaid skirt to match. Fidgeting with the string of pearls around her slender neck. Pale blonde hair styled to hug her shoulders in sleek waves. Unblemished skin and pink lips. No makeup other than lip gloss. A natural beauty. Curves in the right places. Knee-high socks I’d like to peel off her. My gaze hits her shoes. Black converse.
Picture perfect. An all-American girl. I bet she does everything she’s told.
“Watch me.”
“You don’t stand a chance.”
“Wanna put a wager on it?” Remy questions.
I stare across the cafeteria where she stands looking like a flightless bird who’s not quite ready to leave the safety of the nest. Pure and tempting. A porcelain doll I can’t wait to break. The kind of girl I’ll gladly burn in hell for ruining. “Name your terms.”
