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Audrey huffs. “Just the biggest bitch on the planet. She’s cheer captain or something and thinks she’s hot shit. Plus, she’s banging the star quarterback.”

I sigh. “Lovely. Looks like we’ll be on her radar.”

“Don’t let her intimidate you,” Audrey demands. “She is a total bitch and she thinks she’s all that just because her dad was on some big murder case that made TruTV.”

“Anyone can get on there. Just kill someone,” I tease, laughing at myself, the girls joining in. Ellen just happens to be right there when my mouth, once again, gets me in trouble. She sends me a fake smile, her blue eyes filled with venom. When she’s a safe distance away, I lift my backpack onto my shoulder and blow out a breath. “Oh boy.”

“Oh boy, is right,” Isla agrees.

“Oh, screw her,” Audrey exclaims. “You’re not the first to say something like that and you won’t be the last. She needs a reality check.”

“Wow,” I mutter, eyes going wide. “What’s the deal between you two?”

“Someday I’ll tell you,” Audrey replies. “But not today.”

Isla gives me a look that says she doesn’t know the whole story, either. Something tells me it’s going to be a whopper.