She sighs. “You watch yours. You’ve chosen the wrong side.”
I shrug, walking back toward my squad. Tiffany has an evil smirk on her face, while Katie gives me a reassuring smile.
“Welcome to the team. Let’s get some food,” Tiffany says, turning and leaving the scene behind us.
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Thirteen
A showdownwith your old bestie won’t convince us as easily as your teammates. We are watching you.
A shiver runs down my body at the handwritten note I found in my locker. Whoever the bigger player is has access to my locker. The note wasn’t slipped through the hole at the top of my locker. It was placed inside the cover of my math textbook, which is my next class.
Could it be whoever was in the locker room with Tiffany? I still haven’t figured out who that was, but it has to be a faculty member. His voice was so familiar, but I can’t place it.
It could be, but my gut says it wasn’t. This was someone else. Someone who enjoys the thrill of the chase.
I swallow hard. I don’t want to be prey.
What did you get yourself into?
If I wasn’t sure the team was knee-deep in this shit before, I know they are now. Not only that, but I now have eyes on me.
Sliding the note into my backpack, I grab my books. After ensuring my locker is locked, I turn to head toward class.
I catch a glimpse of Willow on the way. She gives me a small smile, but I can’t return it. I want to, but now, knowing that I’m being stalked, I can’t risk blowing it.
I look away from her instead, acting like she doesn’t exist. At least while she was out, I didn’t have to see her, but now it’s hard. I want to share stuff with her. I want to sneak out during lunch and hang out outside just the two of us.
I miss her.
Instead, I’m now stuck at the popular table. Well, the cheerleading table which is pretty popular. As much as Tiffany wants to think she’s canceled Nate, he is still just as popular. All the girls are still flocking to him while the guys still want to be his friend.
Nothing has changed.
Well, nothing except me.
“Oh look, it’s the new cheer slut.”
Nate’s voice tears me out of my thoughts. I turn to sneer at him.
“You’re just pissed we don’t want to fuck your small peter. You know they have solutions for that. Penis pumps, pills, growing a pair. You know, easy stuff. That should take care of your problem.”
He laughs. “I guess getting double-teamed really stretched you out if you want bigger than me, baby. Tell me, do you let them take the same hole at the same time? That seems like the kind of nasty shit you would be into.”
“You’re disgusting. Don’t project your fantasies on others. It’s unbecoming.”
I turn to leave, but he calls out after me, “Just imagining you in your natural habitat. Stuffed full of cock.”
I throw him the finger over my shoulder, making my way into class.
“Are you okay?” Katie whispers when I slide into my seat next to her.
“As well as I can be,” I mumble.
“I’m here for you if you want to talk. I know it’s been a big change.”
“Thanks. I guess I want to understand why you guys do this shit. Isn’t it stressful?”