Page 6 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
In this case, I wanted to slap him.
Then the dean opened his mouth. “Help me.”
Really?
I shoved the dean back down when he tried to stand up. “You’re fucking pathetic.”
What the fuck did he think she could do? She was tiny. The girl might weigh ninety pounds soaking wet. I’d be amazed if the top of her head came up to my shoulder. Not to mention, I highly doubted she was the fighting type.
She was wearing glasses, had her golden hair in a ponytail, and wore a sweater three sizes too big with a damn pencil skirt. Girls who looked like that were too busy organising the yearbook committee to talk back, let alone pick a fight.
“I think you guys should leave.”
My brow arched. That, I was not expecting.
“Pfft,” Levi snorted. “Can you believe this chick?”
Said chick took a step forward. “What was that?”
“He said, get the fuck out,” I answered. “This is none of your business.”
“Yeah,” she shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Who the fuck was this chick?
“In fact…” She pulled out her phone and snapped a picture.
Bitch!
“I think you guys should go before I upload this to the school blog.”
That was her big threat?
“Go ahead.” Who cared about the school blog?
Slater leaned in and quietly pointed out, “Our dads look at that blog.”
Fuck. Levi and the twins' fathers wouldn’t be happy, but mine would rip us apart. Public image was important to him. Maybe if Ravi had his goddamn pants on, then her threat wouldn’t be a problem.
“You don’t want to make an enemy out of me, Sweet Cheeks.”
“Listen,” she sighed as if I were a nuisance. “I’ve already had a bad day, and I’m not dealing with anymore assholes…” Sheheld up the phone and hovered her finger over the screen. “So, you have thirty seconds to leave, or I’m gonna hit this upload button.”
I could grab that phone out of her hand before she could push shit. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that she got in our way and insisted on staying there. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”
“Well, right now I’m the girl who can destroy your reputation with one finger.”
Alright, if that was how she wanted to play this, fine. I’d let her have her little victory. She’d better enjoy it while she could. The guys and I exchanged a look. We were all thinking the same thing. Whoever this chick was, she was fucking dead.
“Come on, guys.” I waved over my shoulder and headed for the door.
There was no point in hanging around. We had what we needed.
When we all headed out the door, the bitch smiled at me. Fucking smiled and waved her little hand. “Bye-bye now.”
My eyes narrowed in on her. “Watch your back. This shit isn’t over.”
Snotty little cunt didn’t so much as bat an eye at my threat, which both pissed me off and turned me on. I was going to enjoy tearing her world apart.
