Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
“Damn, that would have come as a shock.”
“You’re telling me,” I laugh.
She loops her arm through mine and starts pulling me deeper into the school. “Well not to worry. I made this school my bitch on day one. I’ve got you covered.”
She leads me into a hallway filled with lockers on either side, but unlike BSA, these look as though they haven’t been tortured by a bunch of raging, testosterone-filled boys and it’s kind of refreshing.
The further down the hall we get, the louder the bitchiness becomes and my unnamed friend pulls me closer to her side. “Don’t worry about them. The second they realize that you’re practically the Carrington whisperer, they’ll be bowing at your feet. I swear, Colton has the best parties and these bitches are dying for an invite.”
Well, I guess that’s good to know. I could use that to my advantage, only I’m not sure how I feel about being responsible for bringing other chicks into Colton’s world. Call me a jealous, insecure loser if you must, but I kinda like being the sole torturer in his world.
She brings me to a stop and within seconds, girls are flooding around us. “Hey, Drix. Who’s this?”
Drix? What the hell kind of name is that?
“This is Ocean,” she beams as though she’s introducing her new baby girl to the world for the very first time. “She’s practically a sister to Colton. Lives with him and everything.”
Mouths drop as I cringe from the term ‘sister.’ “Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod. You know Colton?”
Annnd … so it starts.
Girls start begging for my attention and just like that, I become the most popular girl in school and I don’t know whether I should be happy or terrified about it.
Drix gets rid of the girls and soon enough we’re left with just her close circle of friends. A girl leans in and offers me her hand, something I’m starting to realize is just the formal manners these girls have been brought up with. “Hey, I’m Jess. I think I met you at that party. At least, I think it was you. Did you give me a tattoo?”
My eyes bug out of my head. I fucking knew that shit was going to catch up to me. “Ummm, possibly.”
“Oh, shit. Don’t look so freaked out. I love it.”
The bell sounds and Jess rolls her eyes. “Shit, I better go. I have Mrs. Mirran taking over my homeroom this week and if I even think about being late she’ll whoop my ass.” Drix laughs and Jess looks back at me. “Listen, stick with us alright. With me and Hendrix at your side, you’ll be good. We can hook you up.”
Hendrix, huh? I kinda like that. It suits her. I had her pegged as a Katie or a Tara, but I like her originality, it suits her willingness to step outside of the box and be the one girl who was willing to approach the new girl and make my day a little more bearable. She did it on the boat and at the party and for that, I’m grateful.
With that, Jess scurries away and I meet Drix’s eyes. “Come on,” she says, looping her arm through mine once again. “I’ll show you to the student office to get your orientation pack and then you can tell me why Charlie Bryant was dropping you off.”
Chapter 13
This afternoon has sucked.
I walked through the doors of the Carrington mansion feeling like a complete idiot. Milo and I didn’t exactly have a chance to speak today after Charlie intervened this morning, so Milo had assumed I didn’t need a ride home.
Big fucking mistake.
Day one of being a private school girl was exhausting, and then getting to the end of the day only to find myself walking was a pain in the ass. I should have called him during the day to say hi and ask if he could swing by to pick me up. He would have said yes and I would have been saved the torture of getting my own way home.
Freaking Charlie. I know he didn’t intentionally mean for that to happen, though, maybe he did. Maybe he was hoping for me to call him, desperately needing him to save my ass and give him the chance to be my hero.
Yeah fucking right. I’d rather walk than give in to him like that. Don’t get me wrong, Charlie is an absolute sweetheart. He really is one of the nicest guys I’ve met in Bellevue Springs and not to mention, he’s an absolute fireball when making his way around the female anatomy, but apart from that, there’s nothing. To me, he’s just like one of my boys and I’m not prepared to go and screw up a good thing when I know it’s not going to go any further than just great sex.