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I shrug his hand off with force, stepping away from him and making sure that, while on the inside my body is thrumming to the rhythm of his words, I have to make sure to keep a strong face on the outside.
“Girlfriend?” I ask in a strong voice, changing the topic from discipline back to him announcing a relationship I wasn’t aware I was part of.
“What?” he asks in genuine surprise. “I apologized this weekend, I thought we had moved past that.”
“Moved past what exactly? I don’t remember me agreeing to be anyone’s girlfriend.”
“I don’t remember me ever asking your opinion for anything,” he beams.
“Get that stupid self-satisfied smile off your face, White,” I grumble, but there is warmth in my chest begging to take over. A cheerfulness making my bones vibrate.
“Oh, she called me by my last name. She’s mad. My woman is mad. What to do?”
I chuckle and shove his shoulder playfully. “I am not agreeing to be your girlfriend, Jake. Stick that in that beautiful head of yours.”
“Huh,” he puts an arm around my shoulders, steering us toward English class as he pretends to be thinking over my words. “I am very beautiful. Very duly noted.”
It’s strange to walk into English class with Jake’s arm around my shoulders. I feel awkward, especially since only Chris and Cole are in the class. Chris’ brows furrow in disapproval but he doesn’t say anything. Jake and I probably look like a casual couple right now, but my heart is hammering in my chest. We both sit in our neighboring seats and he pushes his chair closer to mine straight away.
“Here,” he says as he puts a piece of paper on my desk. “Our homework.”
“Crap,” I let out a sigh. “I completely forgot.”
“Don’t worry,” he shoots me a gorgeous smile, “I did it all.” My eyes lock with his before he sits back in his seat. “Don’t stress, Angel, I’m a grade-A student. I won’t jeopardize your chance of a scholarship.”
I let out a chuckle. “Thanks. I really appreciate it.”
He bends towards me, his lips close to my ear. “Anything for my girl.”
This sounds good and it feels good but it’s too quick. Until a few days ago I was basically dead to him. He wouldn’t talk to me, he wouldn’t even look at me. It wasn’t too long ago that Nathan was calling me his girl. My emotions are all over the place and this feels too much like Jake’s revenge on his brother, it’s not genuine.
“Jake, I’m not–”
I’m cut off when someone kicks my bag at the foot of my desk and my stuff spills everywhere. I look up to see Beth and Camila walking by, Emily following close.
I huff and get up to face them. “Are you done with your childish behavior yet? My patience has its limit.”
“Ooh, Goody, you bite!” Beth exclaims, attracting the attention of every student that had started to settle in their seats. Camila stands next to her, popping a hip out as she crosses her arms over her chest. She emanates power but I’m done taking her shit.
“Getting brave I see. Just pick up your shit and bow your head. It’s better for you this way, Goody,” Camila says in her calm, silky voice.
My blood is boiling. I’ve taken enough of this in the past month, and I’m done. None of this was my fault. I didn’t go after her boyfriend, I didn’t ask for any of this.
“You kicked it, you pick it up,” I snarl.
There’s a round of ‘ooh’ from the people in the class and I realize I might be in way over my head. Beth laughs and I notice Emily behind her, shifting uncomfortably on her feet.
Camila takes a dangerous step toward me, affirming her height over mine and it takes all my strength not to take a step back.
“Aren’t you used to being on your knees? Don’t you scrub floors at Luke’s dad’s café? Don’t you suck Jake’s dick on a daily basis?”
I can’t help my mouth falling slack as heat creeps up my cheeks. Everyone around is laughing mockingly at me and I want to retort something but I’m too embarrassed and she doesn’t give me time. My vision narrows as she gets in my face.
“I don’t know in what other ways to tell you you’re not fucking welcome here. You can’t afford anything in this town. You couldn’t even afford the trailer park if we had one. You’re like a nasty STD, sticking around when everyone is desperately trying to get rid of you. Your only friend can’t stand you anymore. The only reason you’re still in this school is because the city pities you because your daddy died. But let’s be honest, he wasn’t even that good of a sheriff.”
Tears burn my eyes at her cruel words but as soon as she mentions my dad, rage takes over.
“You fucking bitch,” I hiss as I rear my arm back to punch her. I’m stopped dead in my tracks by a hand on my arm and an arm slipping around my waist. I desperately try to fight back, screaming to let me go so I can finish the bitch.
