Page 10 of Filthy Few

“Hi,” I say lamely.

His smile broadens. “I’m Lenny.”

I return his smile, grateful not every guy here is dick. “Nova.”

He nods. “I know, I’m pretty sure everyone around here knows who you are.”

I draw back and frown. “Why is that?”

He shrugs as if it's no big deal. “Coming to school with Vox, Ezekiel, Hayze and Archer wasn’t the best way to go if you wanted to fly under the radar. Every girl here hates you.”

“What the fuck for?” I hiss trying to keep my voice low so we don’t get in trouble.

“For being in the position they have all dreamed of being in.” My spine stiffens as I slowly turn my head to my other side, I didn’t even fucking hear Ezekiel make his way over here let alone know he was standing behind me.

I keep my features schooled. “Well, they can have it because I sure as fuck don’t want it or anything to do with the four of you and Nexus,” I grit out.

“You may not want it but you have it. When you want it, you won’t have it.” I stare up at him utterly fucking confused.

“You know that makes no sense, right?” I bite back.

“Quinlin?” I snap my gaze toward the front and smile sheepishly at the teacher who is glaring at the three of us.

“Yeah?” I wheeze out, trying to not sound guilty.

“Three laps, go!” My jaw unhinges at the fucker.

“It was my fault—” Lenny is cut off by the teacher.

“You can join her, Mr. Connelle.” Lenny curses beneath his breath but doesn’t answer back as we make our way toward the track and begin jogging. I don’t hate running but I don’t exactlylove it either. When we are halfway around the track, I spot the football team training and can’t help but stare when I see Vox and Hayze amongst the team.

“That’s Haven Preps dream boy right there.” I tear my gaze from Vox’s back as I look over at Lenny who looks almost angry at the sight of them.

“Who?” He pins me with a dry stare.

“Vox Hatchett is the guy every male wants to be and every girl wants to be under. He and his friends are the golden boys, no teacher here will do anything against them. They own the fucking school and the rest of us have no choice but to exist in their world.”

I flick my gaze back to Vox and quickly turn away when I see him looking right at me. “I don’t want to be under any of them,” I mutter.

“Tell me that in two weeks when you see them all in suits for Homecoming.” I ignore Lenny’s taunt as I finish my laps. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t picturing Vox Hatchett in a suit with all his ink on display, the thought of him dressed up and looking like a bad decision has my mouth watering and my panties soaking.

Fuck my life!

Rather than repeating the incident in the cafeteria, I texted Vivi that I was going to eat outside with Lenny, and to my surprise, she joined us. Lenny introduced me to a couple of his buddies, Ben, Tyson and Parker. The six of us are sitting on the grass in the quad, enjoying the sun and talking shit when a shadow suddenly falls over me. The conversation the guys were havingstops, Ben and Tyson pale at the sight of the shadow behind me. I choose to ignore him and grind my teeth, ignoring them is going to be my new thing. The five of them think they can bully and intimidate me but they are fucking wrong.

I bow to no fucking man.

“So, do we have any classes together?” I ask my new friends, ignoring the presence behind me.

“They’re about to have broken jaws if you don’t get your ass up right now.” I spy Vivian, out of the corner of my eye, climb to her feet and face her brother.

“Vox, cut it out. These are my friends and you are being a real dick, stop it.” I appreciate her sticking up for me but even I know that her plea is falling on deaf ears. I want to drag this out and see what he will do next, but I also don’t want Vivian arguing with her brother because of me. I shoot the guys a smile hoping to reassure my new buddies as I climb to my feet, I dust my skirt off and take my time straightening my shirt, feeling Vox’s gaze on me the entire time.

I turn around and lift my gaze to his making sure he can see my inner bitch. “My ass is up, Voxy. What the hell can I do for the four of you assholes?” A gasp comes from our left, drawing my attention toward Nicole and her pack of bitches. Each of them standing there with their phones out like this is going to be the video to send them viral and finally give them the fame they all crave so desperately.

Vox pushes forward until his chest brushes up against me. I know he wants me to step back and cower beneath his angry glare but he has another thing coming, I’m not that bitch that will bow and suck a dick just to please some guy on a power trip. Instead, I crane my neck and smile up at him. Ez and Archer press forward, coming to stand on either side of him. I fight not to snort, it’s not like he needs any back up.

I wait for him to berate me and cuss me out or whatever the fuck it is he is here to do but what I don’t see coming is him reaching out to grip my hip in his large hand. I fight to keep the shock from splaying on my face as he leans down until his lips brush against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine that I know he didn’t miss.

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