Page 105 of Vile Boys

But then slowly, more people begin to laugh, even Dylan.

“Bitches,” Felix adds, but then he briefly laughs too.

“It’s been madness since they’ve joined our picnics,” Kayla says.

“Tell me about it.” Penelope rolls her eyes. “If only they would behave.”

“Hey. I behave,” Alistair says, taking a bite of his sandwich. “And I like this. What is it?”

“Salmon,” Kayla says.

He immediately spits it out. “Why the fuck would you let me eat this, Dylan?”

“Don’t look at me.” Dylan shrugs. “Wanna swap?”

Alistair sighs out loud and swaps their sandwiches.

“See, I’m nice,” Dylan says in a chipper voice.

Penelope holds out a box toward me. “Here, pick out whatever you want.”

I grab a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. “Thanks.”

My stomach growls, and Kayla and Penelope look at me like they’re about to burst into laughter.

“Guess we got you just in time,” Kayla says.

I take a bite out of my sandwich. “This is delish. Reminds me of how my mom used to make them.”

“Same. That’s why I bring them to class.” Penelope winks. “So … got any plans tonight?”

“What?” I swallow down the peanut butter.

“You know, the text I sent you?” she asks. “About the club?”

Wait, did she?

I pull out my phone and check the texts.

Shit. She’s right. I completely forgot I said yes.

But that was yesterday … before those two devils came to knock my world upside down and steal my literal breath away.

“Sorry, I forgot.” I swiftly take another bite and chug down my water. “I’ve been busy.”

“With what? I haven’t seen you in the library in days,” Kayla says. “It’s almost like you’ve got some kind of secret lover.”

I almost choke on my water. “No, no, nothing like that. Just somestuff going on with my mom. Nothing big.”

“Your mom?” Penelope frowns. “Is she okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” I say, putting on a big smile to hide the lie. “Anyway, what about the club?”

“You still up for partying with us?” she asks, biting her lip. “We’re going to Club RIVERA. Felix has a VIP pass because it’s one of his father’s clubs. Anyway, it’s gonna be a blast.”

“I can’t come.” Kayla slams her lips together. “Family thing. But you go have fun.”

“Are you sure?” I ask. “Because I’m more than fine sitting this one out.”

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