Page 37 of Your Side of the Offense

"Is it really that weird that a woman went for what she wanted, and she didn't listen to a society that told her she had to choose, or are you just a boring girl?" Harvey is really going in.

"But also, I mean, look at her," I add making sure everyone sees me check her out then winking boldly. She rolls her eyes and Logan's jaw ticks.

That's right, asshole.

"That's so badass though," the girl next to me adds.

"Friendly game of beer pong?" Trevor announces again.

The game starts and Trevor loses… a lot. He drinks a lot and is drunk more so than anyone else. I nurse my beer slowly because being around these fuckers makes alcohol go down sourly.

Trevor looks Archer's way; he finds Arch staring at Summer, and she is oblivious to it in conversation with her new friends, chuckling at something the blonde just said. I can tell things are about to go left when Trevor starts talking. "You lot should just step back and take your L."

"Trev," Logan's hard voice comes in.

"Is your boy intimidated by us? Are you scared, Logan?" Harvey asks with a twisted grin.

Okay, shit is definitely going to go left.

Logan doesn't answer immediately.

Then he looks at Summer and grins arrogantly. "Why would I be scared?"

"Stick to your lane, freshmen," Landon says.

"You guys do know that I'm right fucking here, right?" Summer shoots out to everyone with a mountain of annoyance on her face.

Logan leans into her ear and she nods afterwards. He pulls her away.

Fuck, that should be us. I have never been jealous or envious of anyone before and fuck it feels horrible. This asshole won't give her any space to breathe. Fuck is wrong with him.

But what I hate most is I know he isn't in love with her. He doesn't even know her. He could never feel for her what we do. We are in love with her, not him and he could never give her what she needs. He can never be enough for her. Fucker.

"Like I said, take your Ls. The girl isn't yours." Trevor grins. "Maybe when my boy is done with her you can have her back."

I move, but Harvey gets to him before any of us can, and Trevor staggers back, crashing on other students. An all out brawl ensues and it’s us and our guys versus them.

When we finally get out, I run to the next house looking for a med aid kit and stop in my tracks when I see Summer and Logan…kissing.

11

DONKEY KONG

Summer

Well, this night has definitely been much. No, a shit show is more like it. With the awkwardness of the party and how Harvey told everyone I was theirs, to Logan not giving me any room to breathe. And who could forget Harvey and Trevor's word exchange, the fucking brawl, and my personal favorite fuck up of the night.

Kissing Logan.

I didn't mean to but he was upset, and I didn't know what to do. It was impulse and I may have sent the really wrong signal if his smile was any indication.

Why am I so stupid?

In my defense, it's not me, it’s them. They make me crazy. They make me act irrationally. That fucking cringe pissing contest. They could have walked away; they could have just fucking walked away.

I’m too riled up to chill. It’s past midnight but I need a cold shower. Need to settle my insides. I don't even understand why I have so much adrenaline pumping through me.

The Logan thing was a real dick move. And now I have to tell him it isn't what he thinks it is. If I don't, I'll only be stringing him along.

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