Red’s suddenly wrapping her arm through mine, all bouncy with excitement. I can’t help but roll my eyes.
“You’re going to love this aren’t you?” I sigh, as we walk up the steps to our Business class.
“Yep, it’s going to be brilliant. It’s only two weeks away so we can go dress shopping this weekend,” she offers, but I couldn’t think of anything worse.
“Or, we can look through all the brand-new shit in my dresser that my mother bought.”
That has her eyes lighting up.
“Yes, definitely that, they’ll be extra fancy and free,” she giggles, as she gives my arm a little extra squeeze.
“So, which of the guys do you think will ask first?” she asks, trying to be innocent, but she just loves the easy drama of the boys bickering over me.
“That’s irrelevant, you’ll be my date Miss Sunshine. I’ll stay for the shortest time possible and have a party for one back in my room, deal?”
“Deal, but boy talk isn’t over.” She fake scowls, as we walk into Business.
Wren is sprawled all over Romans desk, making a nice show of herself, boobs in his face and her fingers running through his hair.
It makes me want to smack a bitch.
But I can’t, I have to keep myself out of it, even though the green-eyed monster is rearing its ugly head. Technically, we are anti-commitment and I need to remember that.
“Come on Roman baby, the dance will be amazing. I need some alone time with you, it’s been forever. I’ll make it worth your while,” she purrs, for everyone to hear.
“I already said no Wren, so you can move now,” Roman responds, keeping his tone uninterested.
The glare she sends around the room has everyone on edge, except me because I know my names about to be dragged into it. I can see it in her sneer as she catches sight of me.
“Is it because of that dumb bitch?”
She doesn’t say my name, but everyone knows she means me. I don’t comment or cast my gaze her way, I just take my seat and pull my phone out like I’m oblivious to the whole thing.
“Wren. Back. Off,” Roman growls.
“No Roman, she shows up, and suddenly I’m a used doll and I won’t stand for it. Over my dead body will you go to the ball with her, do you understand? I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen, you’ve been spending enough time with that whore. I refuse to let it continue!” she screams, but I refuse to rise to her bait, even though it’s really fucking hard. My fingernails are cutting into my palm, I’m trying so hard to hold myself back.
Instead it’s Parker that slams his chair back and plants his fists on the table.
“Fuck off Wren, now. I’ve heard enough of your shit,” he’s practically spitting, and she just cackles in his face.
“So, who’s is she then? Because we all know she’s not yours Parker. You like dick too much for that don’t you?”
WHAT. THE. HELL.
He can like whatever the fuck he wants, and she should not be calling him out in front of everyone like that. I’m ready to get involved now, not for myself but for Parker, but his menacing snicker has me glued to my seat.
“Wren don’t kid yourself, I’m Bi. I was just never interested in your pussy and fake tits, don’t confuse the two.”
A few people can’t contain their chuckles at his dig, including Red beside me, who has to cup a hand over her mouth.
“Whatever, I’d never let a guy inside me who actually let someone tattoo the word minge on him anyways,” she sneers.
Nobody responds because she’s a petty bitch trying to embarrass Parker, and she’s not liking that it doesn’t have the effect she wants.
Glancing at Parker I can tell he’s not fazed by what she’s said, but there is a little worry in his eyes when he meets my gaze, like any of it would send me running for the hills. I offer him a wink in reassurance, as Wren walks in my direction.
I can’t control my own petty bitch, as I kick my bag out from under the table. She trips over it and the room breaks out in laughter. By the time she’s got back to her feet, I’m back to playing on my phone, pretending I’m unaware of the situation.
“You fucking bitch,” she screeches, just as Penny walks in.
“Wren please take your seat, you’re wasting time.”
With a final sneer at me, she storms off. I can almost see smoke coming out of her ears. Oscar sends me a wink like that was hot shit, but I don’t take him on. Instead I’m processing what she just spilled about Parker. Bi. That’s hot, I’m not afraid to admit I love me some man on man action. Please tell me with at least one of the other guys because that’s gonna make my day. How do I ask to watch? Is that rude? I need it to not be.
Shaking my head to stop myself getting carried away in my sex induced mind, I consider what else she said. Who the hell tattooed my Parker with the word minge?
I need to fix it.
*****
Last lesson is History, so I have a chance to chat with Parker. I’ll wait till after class, because as open as he was happy to be in Business earlier, I don’t like the thought of pushing him again. I’ve already told Red I’m busy after classes and she just smirked at me like she thought I was going to get it on with four sexy men, not today, sadly.
Gina walks in and the door is locked behind her, as always.
“Good afternoon class, we’ll start off with a few of you telling us what new things you’ve been learning about your bloodline, then we’ll get on to the projector.”
She calls a few names out and they tell her random facts, all of no significance. It’s as if the families are trying to give as little away
