Then Lydia lifted her nose and got a whiff of gas station pizza. I gave them my polite f**k off smile and each rolled their eyes. 'Did you and Jeffrey have a fight?' Lydia's eyebrows wiggled up and down. Jessica frowned and flipped her hair over her shoulder. 'Come on, you're such a loser tonight,' Lydia moaned. When one hit me in the face, I swatted it away. Both wore flowing skirts, tight tops, and brown curls that flung everywhere. When her boobs were back in place and the skirt barely covered her ass, she turned her pleading eyes on me too.

Lydia stood and straightened out her skirt and top. 'Why not? It's our last Friday night before school. Jessica tumbled after and leaned her weight on Lydia's shoulders so she wouldn't fall while she sidestepped over her. Lydia tripped and was nearly clocked by my side mirror. 'I unclipped my seat belt and started to get out. Jessica wrapped her hands around the passenger seat and leaned forward. I didn't mean-' She dissolved in laughter once more.

And on cue, Lydia rammed her elbow in the back of my head. I didn't know if I could've handled walking with Lydia and Jessica. And I'll admit that I'd been worried we would've broken down on the side of the road, not for my car's sake, for my sake. My little Corolla had been chugging near empty for the last few miles. I sighed as I pulled into the gas station. His shoulders were tense, but he looked in control.It was a Friday night, two in the morning, and my two best friends were shrieking in drunken laughter behind me. Mason’s eyes were deadly, but alert, his mouth set in a flat line. I gulped for breath, tasting salt and dust in my mouth.Ĭhanning was right. I could see more normally, and the buzzing in my ears subsided. He got in front of me, holding his other hand up. I growled as I yanked my hand free and started forward again, but Channing grabbed my arm once more. I started forward, but Channing caught my arm.

Where was he? He was circling a guy, still fighting. He dodged my feet and said hurriedly in my ear, “Damn, Strattan. Someone caught the bat and wrapped an arm around my waist. Feeling someone behind me, I let loose with the bat, a scream erupting from my throat.

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