Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
“Wes Ewing beats off to kids,” I spit out. “This is motherfucking evidence. Destroy it once you put his ass in jail.”
I send the video to an email for safekeeping and then destroy the shit so I don’t accidentally ever see it again. Once I climb into my truck, I turn the engine over, squeal my tires as I make a U-turn in the middle of the street, and then mow down his mailbox.
I’d rather run over him, but this is satisfying enough for now.
Charlotte
“Are you fucking Cal?” Tierra asks, her black, sculpted brow arched high on her forehead.
I choke on a piece of lettuce. “W-What? No.”
Her eyes roll hard, making her long, ebony lashes flutter.
“I’m not lying,” I say, hating that I sound defensive. “Seriously.”
I’m not telling her we’ve shared a few kisses and I gave him a blow job with my dad in the next room.
“Honey, you are blushing,” she crows, cackling. “Your face is on fire.”
“Oh my God,” I groan. “You’re such a bitch. We haven’t fucked.”
“Yet.” She grins. “It’s inevitable, isn’t it?”
I curl my lip up at her, which makes her laugh harder. She’s bubbly and loud I’ve learned this week. A total opposite to Penny’s broody, snarky self. It’s amazing they’ve become friends.
“Didn’t know the whores were having a party,” Paxton says, dropping onto the seat beside me. He slings an arm over my shoulder. “How come I wasn’t invited? I’ve never fucked a black girl before.”
Tierra scoffs. “And you’re not ever going to get to either.”
“You’re not the only black bitch around here,” he grunts out, irritated at her blatant refusal.
“Because I am the black bitch around here, boy. Move on before we sic our girl on you. She eats pussy boys for breakfast.” Tierra smirks at him. “T-T-Today, Junior.”
Penny arrives, knocking Paxton’s ball cap off his head. “Hey, Pax, the nurse is looking for you. She said those warts on your dick are contagious. Better go get some cream.”
Several students nearby snigger.
He stands, towering over Penny’s shrimpy self. Pax may play football and be buff as hell, but Penny has more attitude than the football players and cheerleaders combined. His size and height do nothing to intimidate her.
“You think you’re tough shit, bitch,” Paxton growls.
“Is there a problem here?” Mr. Ewing asks, approaching our table.
“Yeah. It’s six feet tall and has crabs,” Penny offers. “That’s the problem here.”
Mr. Ewing grimaces at her words. “Both of you. To the office.”
“I’ll see myself,” Penny sasses. “I have to stop by the bathroom first. Girl stuff. I’ve got my period. I’m probably bleeding right through my tamp—”
Both Paxton and Mr. Ewing hiss in disgust.
“Make your way there after,” Mr. Ewing barks out. “Anderson, let’s go.”
As they walk off, Penny flips them off and sits. “You bitches miss me?”
“You’re certainly entertaining,” I agree. “We had that idiot handled.”
Penny shrugs. “Who said I was defending you? Maybe I just wanted to fuck with him.”
Someone approaches and the three of us turn to see who our new visitor could possibly be. Ugh. Heidi. That girl is going to drive me insane with her typical high school diva attitude.
“The world is not flat,” Penny says to Heidi. “I told you this, Helga. Haven’t you ever seen a globe?”
Heidi blinks at her in confusion and then scowls at her. “It’s Heidi.”
“World’s still round,” Penny replies.
“Whatever, weirdo. I came to talk to her.” Heidi points a purple fingernail at me, anger flaring in her hazel eyes. “Everyone knows you’re fucking Cal Hutton. Plus, my friend Olivia overheard you two talking.”
“Even if I was, which I’m not,” I grind out, “I wouldn’t tell you because it’s not your business.”
Heidi flicks her dark hair over her shoulder in a comical way, reminding me of every bad cliché teenage movie. “It’s my business because I rule this school. What I say goes.”
“Like the mafia?” Penny deadpans. “Are you a mob boss, Helen?”
Heidi’s face turns as purple as her nails. “It’s Heidi, dumbass. And no, I am royalty—”
“Technically, I’m the queen,” Tierra pipes up, her sleek black ponytail flinging back and forth as she lets it be known. “Fight me on this.”
“She did already claim this title,” I agree, smirking at the furious cheerleader.
“Shut up,” Heidi snarls. “You’re just a skanky has-been trying to pretend she didn’t fuck up her senior year. Newsflash, Charlotte, you’re not cool anymore. I’m the head cheerleader now. I’m the bitch in charge.”
“You got the bitch part right,” Penny says, smiling sweetly at her.
“You’ve messed with the wrong chick,” Heidi snaps at me, ignoring my sister. “When Cal gets tired of fucking your saggy vagina, he’ll wise up.”
Tierra cackles. “This cheerleader monster act is because you want to bone my cousin? No fucking way!”
Once again, Heidi frowns in confusion. “He’s not your cousin.”
“Because he’s white?” Tierra demands, pinning her with a challenging glare.