Page 32 of Falling in Reverse

He doesn’t.

No, Levi makes sure that I hear him when he’s telling me something important.

“I’m serious,” he retorts, giving me a little yank on my hair so that I’m forced to look up at him. Those green eyes—not to sound corny or anything—are so beautiful. Everything about him is just undeniably unfair to the female and male race. “You’re fucking up my vibe, and I need you on the same page with me.”

“Did you say you needed a ten-millimeter?”

Levi smirks at me. “Yeah. But just acknowledge that you heard me.”

“I heard you.”

“That’s my girl.” He releases me and turns back to his black 1981 Chevy Malibu. His most prized possession. “You wanna come out with me Friday night?”

“Where?”

“A little college party.” I amble toward his toolbox and begin searching for his desired socket. “I got some pills I’m looking to sell.”

“Levi,” I scold over my shoulder. “We don’t sell pills.”

“We do to college students.” He doesn’t bother to look over at me, and I chuck a pencil at his back, which does nothing. “They’re grown as fuck, Bay. We’re not the drug or pill police. They’re going to buy it somewhere anyway, so why not from us?”

“Are we talkin’ about Oceanview?”

Levi doesn’t answer me right away, because that’s the college I go to. “Would that deter you?”

“I don’t want to be known as the girl who passes out pills on the side.”

“Good thing we’re going to that fancy prep school then,” he offers up. “Saint Augustine.”

It’s smart-ish.

Saint Augustine isn’t in any rival territories, and we’d be safe there. Plus, Muncy doesn’t have any pull over there in Brighdale. It’s literally a few cities over, where all the rich folks live and try to forget that the ghetto isn’t too far away.

Wealthy kids mean they’ll pay more for their non-prescribed pill of choice and move on with their lives. We could charge double what we could get anywhere else.

“I could get Nessa to watch Dad and the girls,” I reply, not a huge fan of this idea, but Levi needs the help. “And?—”

“She’s coming with,” my best friend retorts. “I need the extra sway. Juice and Hot Rod will look over the fam.”

I nod, locating the socket that he needs, and bringing it over to him. “You had it all planned out, didn’t you?”

“Sure did. It’s time to start getting ahead.”

It is.

And I’m excited to be able to have the opportunity to do it.

“What happened to those guns?”

Levi steals a glance at me, eyebrows perked that I’m even asking about it. “Why?”

“Curious.” I extend my palm with the ten-millimeter. “Torin obviously went out of his way to get them.”

“Because the little bitch was going to steal them for himself.”

Now I’m confused.

“What?”

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