- Would you mind waiting just a little while?
- Sure! Get your things and I'll wait for you here!
I run back to the building and head towards Keller's office. I couldn't wait to have lunch with her. It was getting harder and harder to be away from Brooke, even for a few seconds.
Chapter 15
Brooke
Sitting on the stairs in front of the campus building, I await Ryder's return from the Keller Room. I support my elbows on my knees and sigh, contemplating the movement in front of the building. I was distracted, thinking, when a pair of very dear Loubotin, standing next to me, beating with insistent fury, on the floor.
- Are you satisfied with what you've done? - I hear Tiffany's voice asking.
With a confused frowning forehead, I look up, intending to face her. Tiffany's just sitting there with her arms crossed and she gives me a sparkling look. I detect a mixture of anger and disdain, which I make a point of ignoring, so I sigh and turn my gaze to the street.
- You're gonna have to be clearer, cause I'm not gonna guess yet, Tiffany. - I answer with sarcasm and crack my tongue against the roof of my mouth.
Tiffany nudges the side of my right leg, with the thin end of the shoe and makes me grumble.
- Aron broke up with me because of you, you bitch! - she says, between her teeth and with a scuffle.
Closing my eyes, I breathe deeply and stand up, banging my hands against the khaki color shorts, which I wear.
- Bend your tongue to talk about me. - I mean, harshly, in a threatening tone. - The only bitch here is you!
Tiffany opens her mouth to talk, but I interrupt her.
- I'm not finished yet! - I'm gonna shoot her, put my index finger in her face. - Not that it's any of my business, but as far as I'm concerned, Aron broke up with you because you were hanging on to another guy in his house at last night's party. So it's not my fault that you're a slutty bitch.
Tiffany widens her eyes even more angrily, because everyone who passed by stopped to laugh. Others, they started filming. She takes a deep breath, smiling with coldness and approaches me with an intimidating posture.
- You're just a fucking disgusting little bitch who thinks she's better than everyone else just because she's fucking Ryder.
Laughing out loud at the attempt to insult me, I face Tiffany.
- You, on the other hand, are a little bitch who's jealous because she wanted to be in my place. - I'll return it. - Am I right?
- I can have Ryder any time I want. - she laughs, snapping her fingers. - Just call and he'll come.
- I'd love to see her try! - I mean, on a challenging note, and I approach her with an intimidating posture. - This way, I'll have the pleasure of pulling those pretty little eyes out of your slutty face.
- Why, you...
Tiffany growls, advancing, but stops at the moment when my hand hits Tiffany's face hard. She faces me with a surprised look, so I smile on my side, bending my head.
- As I said at the beginning of this conversation, bend your tongue to talk to me.
Taking the backpack that was on the floor, I put it on my back and start to descend the steps. Several people are standing around filming the scene. I know that this will soon be on social networks, but this time I do not care about the exhibition.
Tiffany doesn't seem very happy about getting that slap, so in the memento where I turn my back, snarling, she moves against me. Warned by the dough, I turn quickly, in time to grab her arms, preventing her from grabbing my hair. I push her back and Tiffany moves again. Thanks to the classes that Ryder was giving me, I acquired good reflexes and agility, so I easily avoid the slap that she tries to hit me and, closing the left fist, I project a punch in her mouth, causing Tiffany to fall on the ground. Surprise, she puts her hand over her mouth.
- That's just to let you know that I'm not that girl you beat mercilessly and cowardly anymore. - ...I say I go near her and get down, throwing a cloth handkerchief. - Because I'm a young lady, I won't get any more blood out of your already deformed little face.
Getting up, I bow to her and run up the stairs. I can still hear Tiffany's growl that cries when she sees that there was a cut in her mouth, caused by the ring I was wearing. Entering the building, I head towards the rectory, but I stop when I see Ryder pointing at the end of the hall. With a frown on his forehead, he runs towards me.
- What's going on? - he asks while he hugs me kissing my forehead. - I thought you were gonna wait for me outside.
- I was going to, but a snake came out of nowhere and I decided to leave so I wouldn't get stung. - I say it with disdain.
Ryder frown without understanding and kisses me smiling.
- Ready to go? - he asks.
- Yeah. I'm dying to eat that sushi you mentioned.
- Did I mention it?
I let out a laugh and he tied my waist, leading us out of the building. When we go out the door, Ryder stares
