Page 25 of Resurrecting the Enemy
But because they didn’t want to look too eager or desperate, they were addressing me instead of Chance. However, they weren’t going to like the answer, no matter who gave it to them.
I shook my head. “No,” I told them. “We have other plans.”
Their expressions piqued with interest. “Oh, really?”
“Yeah,” Maddox spoke up. “We’re hanging out in town with Ramsey’s girlfriend.”
Marcy let out a choked gasped. “Wh…what?”
And even Delia was too shocked to keep quiet. “Yourgirlfriend?”
These two girls were part of the upper food chain at Windsor. They were hot pieces of ass by anyone’s standards, and they were probably more shocked that my girlfriend was from town, more so than the fact that I was calling someone my girlfriend.
“Yeah, my girlfriend,” I replied.
And then Marcy overstepped. “Are you seriously trying to tell us that you have a girlfriend, and she’s from town?” Snootiness was etched all over her pretty face. “Seriously?”
I stood up from the table, Chance, Maddox, and Neo standing with me. She must have realized her mistake, but it was too late. She wasn’t the only one who was going to react this way once the news got out, and I had to make an example of Marcy and show people what could happen if anyone dared comment on Lake.
“You stay after on Mondays and Thursdays for tutoring, don’t you, Marcy?” He blue eyes widened, and her face paled. “Only, it’s not really tutoring, is it?”
“Re…Reed-”
“You’re flunking Probability and Statistics, and you’re letting Mr. London fuck you up the ass in exchange for changing your test grades, now, isn’t he?” Delia gasped beside her, and that was enough to prove my point. “And he fucks you up the ass because his wife is too much of a prude to give that up.” I cocked my head. “That about right?”
And Chance’s voice was the nail in the coffin. “Don’t ever approach us again, Marcy.” Her eyes quickly started leaking, but she hurried off before it got worse.
Message delivered, though.
Chapter 14
Lake~
What in the hell?
“Excuse me?”
Principal Hughes bristled down at me. “All I’m saying is that it would have been nice to know, Ms. Warren.”
When I’d arrived at school this morning, I’d still been a little…off. After blocking Ramsey from every part of my existence, I had received a text from an unknown number, and it had not been to wish me a great day.
Unknown:King’s Pawn Opening
I had immediately looked it up, and come to find out, it’s what they call the first move in a game of chess, which I had translated to mean game on. And since I’ve never played a game of chess in all my life, it was safe to say I was probably outmatched here. And, anyways, who the hell knows that kind of crap besides Windsor students?
But that wasn’t the most exciting part of my morning. No. The most exciting part of my morning was when I’d just sat down in homeroom, and was about to get ready for some learning, when Mr. Gaviers told me I was needed in the principal’s office.
Gathering my stuff, I had wracked my brain trying to think what would warrant a trip to the principal’s office, but I’d come up empty. Eden and I had left our mischievous days behind during our sophomore year. We were applying ourselves to be responsible young adults this year.
When I had finally made it to Mr. Hughes’ office, he had sat me down, peer at me from across his desk as if I’d personally offended him, somehow, and jacked my whole morning up.
There were so many ways to play this out, but I didn’t know which direction to choose. But I felt I had to address the obvious first.
“Mr. Hughes,” I started, “pardon, but…last I checked, students are not required to inform faculty of who they’re dating.” I tilted my head a bit. “That kind of reeks of invasion of privacy.”
“Ms. Warren, not all my students are dating Ramsey Reed Jr.,” he shot back. “That is something that would benefit us to know.”
“But we’renotdating,” I said, but it might as well have fallen on deaf ears.
