“This is ridiculous,” I muttered as I parked my car in the school parking lot, paparazzi lining the fence to try and get a good photo of Tyler. He’d ridden with me today to avoid using his car, Jensen was in Lukas’, and Rory drove the Corvette.
She was tense, not used to this shit like we’d been when we were younger, and I was worried about how she’d react if it went on much longer.
With all of our parents making big names for themselves in the business world, we’d been dragged around to interviews and parties forever, especially Tyler, when he’d had to handle red carpet events.
It had been a while since they’d felt the need to follow us, but this wasn’t going away any time soon.
“Why the fuck would they mention where I am on national TV?” Tyler spat, angrily grabbing his bag and opening the car door, hearing people already calling his name.
“Because they’re assholes,” I sighed, grabbing my bag to follow him.
Cameras clicked and flashed as school security tried to deal with the crowd that had followed us from the house, and Rory moved towards us with the guys, tucking herself against Tyler’s side as his arm draped around her shoulders.
“They’re not allowed on school property, right? They’ll stay by the gate?” she asked as we headed into school together, students eyeing us from all the attention.
Some filmed us on their phones, trying to get their own little piece of the action, and I walked on Rory’s other side as we entered the building.
“They’re not allowed, it’s private property, but that doesn’t mean one of them won’t risk it. Be careful today,” I said as I took her hand now that we were out of view.
They’d have stormed the school for sure if they saw one of us touching Rory. They’d see it as another high paying scandal.
They’d find out eventually, but I didn’t feel like dealing with that first thing on a Monday morning.
“Not like we can let our guard down anyway. The Soldiers could show up too,” Lukas reminded us, his hand firmly in Jensen’s. “Let’s stay inside today. No one sneaks off alone, okay?”
We all nodded our agreement, dumping our things in our lockers before heading to homeroom, my phone buzzing with a message as I sat.
Skeeter: I’ve put D, Jonah, and Brick at your house today while Josie sorts out reliable security. One of the vermin tried getting through the window after you guys left, spotted them on the cameras, so they went and handled it.
“The fuck?” I growled, staring at the message. One of them tried to break into the house?
I called him, ignoring the others as they watched me, waiting for an explanation.
“Josie’s fine,” Skeeter said the second he answered, calming me slightly.
“Can you spare them all day? I can head home if I need to,” I replied, but he chuckled.
“My guys are pissed, but the guys I put there don’t mind. They’d rather work security than come to Wet Dreams for a meeting with me. Stay at school, we’ve got it handled. Psychos being on the property should keep people away.”
“It might keep people outside, but news stations will be all over that shit. Holloway Industries hiring thugs for security? Scandalous,” I sighed. “Thanks, man.”
“Don’t thank me yet. I’ll charge you for it,” he joked, cursing after a moment. “I need to go. Matteo is getting in Hendricks’ face about something.”
He hung up before I could say goodbye, and Rory looked ready to roll as she sat on my desk.
“What happened?”
“Some creep tried to break in when we left. Skeet’s put some of his guys there for the day.”
“Can’t Josie get them arrested?”
“Skeet didn’t say she was freaked out so I don’t know if Mom was even aware of it. He saw them on the cameras and sent the guys over to handle it,” I replied, hating to stay at school, but if we all ran home and Mom didn’t know what was happening, we’d only panic her for no reason.
I didn’t trust the Psychos, but Brick and Jonah didn’t seem too bad. I knew I could trust Diesel though, he’d protect Mom with his life.
“Diesel won’t let anything happen to her,” I said confidently, and she gave me a small smile.
“I’ll check in with him throughout the day.”