Page 90 of Crew Princess
“Hey, hey, hey.” Jordan waded into the room, his hands up as if to smooth things over. He turned, coming to stand beside me. Zellman remained in the hallway, frowning. I caught sight of others coming down the hallway, but Z shook his head at them. They stopped, but didn’t move away.
“What’s going on back here?”
“Your girl is so fucking frustrating!” Sunday was still shouting. “That’s what’s going on.”
“Tabatha?”
“NO! Bren!” She stabbed at me in the air.
“Yeah. I understand friendships,” Tabatha said. “Bren doesn’t. You’re either family or not with her. There’s no in-between.”
“Hey.” There was too in-between with me. “We’re...friends...kind of?”
“You blabbed about me to my boyfriend.”
My head inched back. “There’s a hierarchy. You’re beneath Jordan.”
Zellman started laughing.
Sunday twisted around to him. “This isn’t funny!”
“It kind of is.”
She got in his face. “It so isn’t! Have you not been listening? Monica and Lila broke from the group. Lila’s going to make a move on Cross, and Monica wants to destroy everything now.”
“Okay!” Jordan raised his voice to talk over Sunday. “We’ll handle Monica. Lila’s not really a problem, but who’s the guy Monica is dating?”
“Why?” Sunday stuck her bottom lip out, her hands on her hips. “So you guys can go beat him up?”
“What? No.” Jordan crossed his arms. “So we can have Channing’s crew go beat him up.”
One of the guys down the hallway heard and barked out a laugh. “Yeah. Right. Thought this was a high school thing to handle.”
Another guy started snickering before they moved away, their footsteps going to the kitchen.
The patio door opened, and I could hear Heather’s voice. “What’s going on in here?”
One of the guys said, “High school drama.”
Hearing this, Sunday screeched, “OH MY GOD! NO ONE IS TAKING ME SERIOUSLY!”
“Oh my GOD, Sunday!” Zellman touched her arm. “Settle the fuck down. We are, but we’re also fucking with you. Jordan is. Bren, too. Calm down.”
“Oh.” Her eyebrows pinched together. “You are?”
Jordan and I nodded. “It’s just really easy right now,” I added.
She stared at us, and we could almost see the steam rising out of her ears. She was winding up, getting ready to blast us again.
“Z,” I said.
He clapped a hand over her mouth just as she screamed. “Got it.”
He took her hand and pulled her from the room. They went outside a second later.
“Okay, then.” It was Tabatha’s turn. She was much calmer. “The Monica thing is a real problem, whether you guys are taking it serious or not.”
“She’s dating someone from Fallen Crest. That, by itself, is a big fucking mistake,” I told her. “So yes, we’re taking it seriously, but we just handled shit over there. We’ll deal with her, but we’ll do it our way.”
