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I have nearly grasped at the link when queen bitch plops herself down on his lap. She smirks at me, missing the briefest look of frustration and, if I’m not mistaken, disgust that crosses blondie’s face.

Without missing a beat and dismissing my earlier thoughts that he is somehow familiar, I act all shocked and offended when she subtly gives me the finger by scratching the side of her nose.

Blondie is still watching me and looks confused for a split second before he catches on to what she is doing.

He looks ready to explode at her for some reason. I grin savagely at queen bitch, causing her eyes to widen. I hold my finger up to her in a one-second gesture and then close my hand into a fist, using my other hand to pretend to turn a crank like on a jack in a box, slowly raising my middle finger.

Once it's up, my grin turns into a smirk, and I blow her a kiss.

Her entire table erupts in laughter, the guys that the incident occurred with laughing the loudest. I can just about hear her screech over the sound of it as me, and Rylie leave the cafeteria for history.

"You are going to stir so much shit up," Rylie says, linking her arm through mine. "I can't fucking wait."

Chapter Eighteen

Luc

That was fucking hilarious. As soon as Ever left the cafeteria, Serena finally got the fucking message and what Trick had been telling her the whole time and left in a huff.

“Fucking Serena,” Trick growls, clearly pissed off.

“It’s nice to see that Ever hasn’t lost her sense of humor, though; that was brilliant,” Rafe signs.

“I think I saw a slight flash of recognition then,” I add. “Almost like she thought she recognized us but couldn’t place exactly where she knew us from.”

“Yeah, I caught that as well,” Jensen says.

Riot shrugs, “If you really think about it, it isn’t really that surprising that she didn’t recognize us. We all look a hell of a lot different than we did when we were eight.”

“Well, yeah, it would be weird if we didn’t,” Cash replies. “But I see your point.”

“At least we know that Rylie has her back though, not that she seems to need it.” Trick says. Adding with a proud smile, “The way that she flipped Jensen was fucking amazing and instinctual.”

That has us all smiling, especially Jensen who is really proud of his slice on his neck and keeps showing people, although he is at least being smart enough not to tell anyone how he got it.

“What’s our next step then?” I ask. “We already decided that approaching her wasn’t a smart move, it seemed to freak her out and we don’t want to scare her, that’s the last thing that we want to do.”

The table is silent for a moment as we all try to think about how we can work this so that she doesn’t hate us for freaking her the fuck out.

Trick sighs, “I hate to say it, but maybe we should wait until after school when she is back at my house?”

“That would probably be best,” Cash agrees, although you can tell that he isn’t that happy with it. “Being in your house will probably jog that seed of recognition so that she finally realizes who we are.”

“Exactly,” Trick replies.

“That doesn’t mean that we have to just leave her though, does it?” Jensen asks, clearly not liking the thought. Not that I can blame him.

I smile, “No, I don’t think so. I don’t see why we can’t just be there in her classes. She might recognize us before the end of the school day then.”

Rafe shrugs, “It’s possible. She seems to recognize us a little bit more every time she sees us.”

“Text whoever it is that has been giving us information so far, and see if he knows what her next lesson is,” Trick says.

Cash pulls out his phone and just nods.

We all wait silently for Cash to get an answer; I suppose we could go and find the guy, but that will probably end up taking longer, and we have no idea where he is, so it would take longer to find him than it does just to wait for him to message back.

“I miss Trev,” I sigh. “I know we already said that on the car ride here, but damn, we definitely took him for granted.”

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