Page 6 of Filthy Few

Nova doesn’t take her eyes off Nicole as she answers. “Nope, not a whore unless you count me fucking your daddy and becoming your step mommy?” The football team, Nexus, Hayze and Archer all lose it. Their laughter draws the attention of everyone in the room. I flick my gaze to Nicole to see she has turned a shade of red. Vi nudges Nova’s shoulder in triumph, the sight of victory in the bitches eyes has me grinding my teeth.

“So you’re just a homewrecker?” Ez cuts in, silencing everyone's laughter. Nexus shoots him a warning look to keep his mouth shut. Unlike Hayze and Archer, maybe even myself, Ezekiel Tempest doesn’t conform to anyone’s rules, he doesn’t give a fuck about The Brotherhood. The only reason he answered the call is because we did. The bonus of being paid doesn’t hurt since his father was murdered and left his mom alone to pay the bills. At least this way he can cover all the medical bills and keep a roof over their heads.

Nova snaps her head toward him. I expect her to fire back and shout and scream like most bitches would but instead she just stares at him as if trying to… see through him. Ez doesn’t falter or shift his gaze from hers. I dart my gaze between them, ignoring the snickers and snide remarks of the cheer sluts. The pair seem like they are lost in their own world and it’s annoying the fuck out of me—I hate not knowing shit. Vivi catches my attention, call it a twin thing or whatever the fuck you want, but I can tell what she is asking without words.

Are they having a moment?she asks. I shake my head, denying her question. I can feel Ez’s anger wafting off him fromhis seat beside me. He isn’t someone who is easily ruffled. The fact Nova is just looking at him without saying a word and worming her way under his skin—. The moment is shattered when her phone begins to ring on the table, she tears her gaze from Ezekiel and looks down at the screen smiling.

“I’ll meet you after chem,” she says to Vivian as she snatches her phone off the table and snags her bag from the floor, then she stands and stalks out of the room without a backward glance. Her pleated skirt is short, a gust of wind would give anyone a view of her panties. The blazer she wears doesn’t stretch across her ample chest so it’s been left unbuttoned. I may want to destroy the little cunt but even I can admit that she is fucking hot and my dick wants inside that pussy.

“Can you try to tone down being a dick?” Vi snaps as she pushes back from the table and stands. Archer stares up at her but she ignores him as she shoots me an angry look, then races out after her new friend. I grip the edge of the table in a vice-like hold. Archer, Hayze, Ezekiel and I all share a loaded look.

The torture begins today.

I make my way to my next class with a smirk, the second I enter the classroom I spot her in the back scrolling through her phone. She doesn’t even look up when a hush falls over the room as I make my way toward her. I stand before her bathing her in my shadow. She slowly lifts her gaze, running it up my body until she meets my eyes.

“Is this the part where you become my lab partner and warn me about how you and your little clique of friends are going to ruin my life and bully me every single day until I quit or move away?” Her assumption floors me for a moment but I don’t let it show, it appears being her tormentors at school isn’t the right approach, so I guess there is no warm up for her then. I shoot her a cocky smirk and claim the seat next her. She leans as far from me as she can while I pull my phone from my pocket and fire offa text to the group chat I share with my boys–the one without Nexus in it.

Me

We begin tonight.

Ez

No build up?

Arch

I’m down.

Hayze

Fuck yes!

Me

No, she doesn’t get a warm up. I want pitch black, she needs to know who the fuck runs shit and it’s time she learns.

I don’t care if they agree with my call or not, Nova Quinlin is a means to an end. The fact Nexus is trying to hide his motives and play the part of bully, but not allowing shit to go further than he should, is the reason this needs to happen. She is a pawn in this game and it’s time she learned how to be used.

Chapter Five

Nova

“Thanks for driving me home,” I say to Vivian as she pulls into her driveway. She shuts the engine off and turns to me with a genuine smile.

“It’s the least I could do after my brother and the guys were a dick to you at lunch. Was Vox nice in chem?” I debate telling her that he was a prick and constantly kept stabbing the side of my thigh with his fucking pencil but I choose to keep my mouth shut. I don’t know what it is about her but I actually like this girl and I don’t want my hatred of her dick-face brother to ruin our budding friendship. I can see her being one of those long-term friends, like lifelong.

“He was tolerable.”

She purses her lips but doesn’t comment. As I open the door to step out she stops me with her words. “Homecoming is in a couple of weeks, should we go shopping for a dress?”

I cringe, I hate school dances. “I don’t go to?—”

“We can go together if that helps?” The pleading tone of her voice has me slouching into the lush leather of her car seat.

“I’ve never gone to a school dance, normally Waylen and I blow them off.” Her face lights up at the mention of Waylen.

“Is that the guy who called today?” I can’t help the smile that crests on my lips as I nod. “Oh my God!” she screeches.

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