Page 77 of Chase Lovett Wants Me

Chase manages to pull Brody off the guy.

I decide my only option is to step in. The last thing I want is to be responsible for Brody getting suspended from the hockey team because of my freaking fic.

I channel my inner Arwen. “Hey, dickbag,” I call out and stroll as casually across the foyer as I can.

His head lifts and his eyes flare as he takes me in. “You have something you want to say to me?”

His gaze darts around. “No, I just…”

“You just what? You heard a rumor and decided it was true? Thought maybe you’d jump on the asshole train and ride it all the way to the station with the rest of the dickheads?”

“I’m sorry. Sorry. I didn’t—I—sorry.” The guy rushes off.

“Are you okay?” I ask Brody.

He rubs the back of his neck. “Yeah. Are you?”

“What the hell is going on, Cammie?” Chase puts his arm around me.

More people walk by, some whispering. A few guys give Brody and Chase a thumbs up and shout, “Way to go.”

“Barbie and Annabelle found out what my fic name was and kindly printed out my story and taped it to my door and the walls and told the entire fucking world,” I explain. “So now apparently they believe you, me, and Brody are in some kind of polyamorous relationship.” Saying it aloud makes me want to throw up. “I’m super sorry you’ve been dragged into it.”

“I’m so fucking sick of their shit,” Brody says darkly.

Chase runs his hand through his hair. “How did they find out?”

I shrug. “Does it matter? Everyone knows now. My entire story is being laughed at and boiled down to just sex and it’s so much more than that.” I’m on the verge of tears again.

Especially when more people pass and whisper and giggle.

I’ve turned the coolest guy in my year into the topic of horrible gossip.

No. I haven’t done this. Barbie and Annabelle have. Because I have what they want, and they’ll stop at nothing to try to take it away from me.

I’m not being even a little paranoid about the whispers andlaughs swirling around us. Rage, fiery and hot, sweeps through me. I’m so done being fucked with.

CHAPTER 29

CHASE

Iexchange glances with Tally and Brody as we fall into step behind my furious, and frankly really fucking hot, girlfriend. She stabs the elevator button aggressively.

“What are we doing?” I ask.

“Dealing with the problem once and for all.” She tears down several pages of her story from the announcement board while we wait for the elevator of eternity. Two of them have her picture in the top corner.

I pull down three more pages that are too high for Cammie to reach. “Why are they such assholes?”

“They’re insecure and want what they can’t have,” Tally says.

We step into the elevator. Brody blocks people from getting in with us. There are more pages of Cammie’s story taped to the walls.

“You don’t have to come with me.” Cammie shoves her hands in her hoodie pocket.

“We’re your backup,” Tally assures her. When we reach Barbie and Annabelle’s room, Brody steps in front and knocks on their door. Which is a good call.

Barbie opens the door a few inches, all simpering smile. “Hey, Brody! How are you?”

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