“You do realize I'm older than you?” I bite out, shoving his head away. “And I'm not your fuckin’ sister.”

“Try telling them that.” He teases, smirking like an asshole while he drops his ass down in his seat beside his brothers.

My eyes lift when I catch Madison sneering at me from across the room and whispering shit to her cheerleader girlfriends, as usual. I do my best to ignore it and concentrate on my classes, but as the morning goes on, the whispers and cheap digs only seem to get worse, and by the time lunch rolls around, their catty little claws are out and they're ready to play.

“..she was more than happy to get naked for them on the beach the other night.” Madison muses, eyeing me over her rabbit food smoothie while I pass her and her followers in the hall. “Who knows what goes on behind closed doors? Probably Damon on Mondays, Wren on Wednesdays and Kai on Thursdays.” She goes on, smirking when her girlfriends giggle like the petty little children they are.

I laugh lightly and keep walking, telling myself her high school drama isn't worth my time or attention, but it seems she's determined to get a reaction out of me today.

“Is that how it goes down, whore?” She calls after me, pushing off her locker when I roll my eyes and spin to face her. “You've gotta be doing something up there to earn your keep, and considering opening your legs is all you're good for..”

I raise a brow, stepping closer to crowd her space because I'm almost sure this bitch is asking me to kick her bony little ass.

“Funny.” I smirk, tapping her fake button nose. “That's exactly what Kai says about you after he fucks and chucks you twice a week.”

Her nostrils flare and I grin, knowing I've hit a nerve. I probably shouldn't have used Kai like that to get to her, though, which is why I leave it there and back away, freezing where I stand when she growls and tips her entire smoothie over my head. Loud laughter fills the hallway and I lick my lips, lifting my thumb to my mouth to taste the lime green liquid dripping all over my face and hair.

“Not bad.” I muse, moving to leave so I can go clean myself up before next period.

“Wait.” She frowns, eyeing me like I’m crazy. “That's it?”

I laugh at that, spinning to face her fully while I back away. “You think this bothers me, princess?”

She snarls and I smirk, double flipping her off while I push through the double doors to the locker room. I shake my head when I get a look at the drowned mess that is my reflection, taking my necklace off before I hit the shower because it's that cheap the water would turn it green if I wore it in there. Once I've washed all the icy green shit from my face and hair, I wrap a white towel around my body and step out to clean whatever's left on my clothes, smacking the locker when I find them gone.

That bitch.

I search the entire room and come up empty, scrubbing my hands over my face when I realize what she's done. “Fuck.”

I grind my teeth so hard I'm sure they're about to crack, then I throw my wet hair over my shoulders to cover the scar on my back and slam through the double doors with my head held high. The hall is empty now - thank fuck - so I make my way to English unseen and enter the classroom without knocking. Ignoring the way every head in here snaps my way, I find Madison in the middle and I step forward, freezing where I stand when Damon jumps from his seat to block my path.

“Out.”

“No.”

The twins laugh quietly beside me and Damon glares, grabbing my waist to back me up towards the door. “What the fuck do you think you're doing, punk?”

“Nothing that concerns you.” I grit out, shoving his hands off me because I'm not in the fucking mood for games right now.

His jaw ticks and I can tell he's considering carrying me out of here for all to see, but then he gets a good look at my form, pulling his dark brows in when he notices what's missing. An understanding that shouldn't be there flashes in his eyes and he looks from me to the princess and back again, holding my stare a moment before he licks his lips and moves to step out of my way.

Well, I’ll be damned.

I smirk, enjoying the way Madison pales a little because I bet she didn't think I'd come for her like this so soon. The little bitch probably thought I'd cry and run to principles office to rat her out. Little does she know that's not my style. I solve my problems myself, my way.Fuck the consequences.

Just when I move to go over there, Mr Torres sighs and steps closer to me, reaching out like he’s about to grab my arm. “Miss O'Conner, you need to come with me-”

“You lay one hand on her right now you'll be teaching this class in a body cast for the rest of the year.” Damon informs him, casually leaning his ass back on his desk.

I fight a grin when the bald, middle aged man swallows and turns around to resume writing on the board as if nothing’s happening.Then I step up to Madison with one hand clutching my towel to keep it up, using the other to rip her from her chair by her throat and slamming her down on her desk. She screams and I laugh, quickly kicking her designer purse over to Rachel's feet while keeping Madison pinned on her back.

“Hand it over.”

“Hand what over, you psycho bitch?!” She snaps, coughing dramatically when I tighten my grip.

“Don't play with me.” I warn, speaking through my teeth. “Gimme the fuckin’ necklace or your Daddy's gonna be forkin' out however much it'll cost to fix that pretty little nose job. Your choice, princess.”

“Fine!” She gasps, reaching into her pocket to pull it out. “Take the ugly piece of shit if it means that much to you. Money grabbing whore.”