Page 36 of The Star

I lean back against the mirror as I come down, Levi’s hips slowing between my legs as he grunts out the last of his orgasm. I find Carson’s gaze across the room, a thunderstorm in the sky blue of his eyes. Levi pulls from me, stepping over my leggings once more as he tugs the condom off, tosses it into the trashcan, and tucks his dick back into his pants.

Hayden takes a step toward me as I bend to pull my leggings back up, and my heart pounds in my chest. Like cold water, my orgasm brought me back to reality to the fact I’m sitting half-naked in the school bathroom. In front of Carson and his friends.

He quirks an eyebrow, taking another step. “My turn?”

I laugh, sliding down to stand up so I can pull my pants over my hips. Fixing my bra so my tit is covered, I look at him. “You wish.”

He grins wolfishly. “C’mon, just a little taste.”

I put my hand on my hip to address him. “Thought you hated me?”

He steps closer. “There’s a fine line.”

I turn to grab my shirt from the counter and when I turn back around, Hayden is only a foot away from me, and there’s a manic look in his eyes that makes a chill run down my spine.

“What about Carson?”

I tilt my head in confusion. “WhataboutCarson?”

He presses his lips together, then turns to look at the man in question. “C’mon.”

Levi chuckles where he’s taken up residence against the wall, and Carson steps forward to join me and Hayden.

Carson’s hand reaches out to trace along my jaw. “Will you let me?”

I snort, shaking off his touch. “I just beat your girlfriend’s ass, and now you want to fuck me?”

Hayden smirks, mischief dancing in his eyes. “C’mon, Franklin. Let your big brother in that tight little cunt of yours.”

I slip my shirt over my head, threading my arms through the holes. “Pass.”

Bending to grab my backpack, I slip it on, then step around the two boys to look at Levi. “Thanks for the dick.”

I wink at him when he chuckles, stepping across the room to the door to leave. I flip the lock, but before I pull the door open, I turn to look at where Hayden and Carson are standing frozen in front of the sinks. “See you later.”

I leave without another word, heading to my next class.

eighteen

LOGAN

Igot fifteen minutes into my next class period before I was called to the office.

Headmistress Rothchild is sitting across the desk from me now, staring at me like I’m the biggest disappointment to ever sit in this chair.

“Miss Briar.” She finally speaks, placing both palms flat on her desk. “I want to show you something.”

My eyebrows furrow. “Okay?”

She pulls her computer monitor around so it’s facing me, and I suck in a breath when I see the freezeframe of the video that’s on the screen.

She clears her throat, then presses play.

The video starts with my fist barreling toward Cassidy’s face – and I must say, I have great form – but when Cassidy’s head slams into the lockers behind her, I cringe. She runs at me then, but she doesn’t make it very far before I’m slamming my fist into her face again. And again. Annnnd… Again.

Big fucking yikes. I’m dead.

The video stops with laughter booming through the microphone, and it’s a laugh I recognize. I grit my teeth.

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