Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
I stare through the windshield, thankful that Levi is blasting his music. At least I don’t have to make conversation with him. I’ve never had a problem with walking to and from school, so it’s frustrating that I’m being made to take a ride from my douchebag stepbrother.
I’ve never liked Darren or Levi, but it hasn’t reached this degree of hatred before. I feel like Darren’s prisoner and Levi’s plaything.
I’m nothing to Mom.
Not anymore.
I have one semester left of school and then I can leave. My grades are good enough to get into any college, really, though I never saw myself ever leaving Park Mountain. Freedom, to me, was getting my own place near PMU and studying finance. It just feels like a lifetime away now.
I’m itching to text Callum. To tell him what transpired this morning. I refuse to do it in front of Levi, though. I can’t risk him seeing. If Darren has a problem with me fake dating Dempsey, he’d lose his mind if he knew who I was really spending my time with.
The music cuts off as Levi pulls into the school parking lot. We’re bathed in uncomfortable silence. As soon as he parks, I go for the door handle, but his hand on my thigh stops me.
“Don’t touch me,” I bite out, smacking at his hand.
His fingers dig into my thigh, making me yelp. “Remember what Dad said. Dempsey is off-limits.”
“Fuck you.”
Levi scoffs. “You wish, bitch.”
I claw at his hand until he releases me. Then, I snatch my bag and fly from the vehicle. Levi’s footsteps behind me have me hightailing it to the school, hoping to blend into the crowd. I’m so focused on him following me that I nearly knock over some guy.
“Slow down, speedy,” the guy says, humor in his tone.
“Sorry,” I mumble. “Can you pretend to be my friend for like two minutes? Please?”
The guy’s eyes lock with mine and I recognize him.
Spencer Park.
I go my entire life in Park Mountain without encountering the Park family, and this week, I’ve spoken to three of them.
Spencer looks past me and his eyes narrow. Where Dempsey is a bad boy, very visibly on the outside, Spencer is not. He’s preppy and popular but has a vicious glint in his eyes that should terrify me. Luckily, it’s not aimed at me.
I expect Levi to attempt to pull me away from Spencer, but he keeps walking. Like he doesn’t even see Spencer. It’s not until Levi is inside the building that I am able to relax.
“You okay?” Spencer asks.
“Yeah, uh, thanks for that. Sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry for. I’m Spencer Park.” He offers me his hand. “Pleased to meet you.”
I don’t tell him that we’ve been in several classes together over the years, instead offering him my hand. “Willa Reyes.”
“You’re new here?”
I nearly groan in exasperation. “Nope. Been here all my life.”
He smirks. “Then where’ve you been all mine?”
Someone playfully jumps onto Spencer’s back from behind. The two wrestle around until Spencer cries “uncle” and the other guy lets him go. Dempsey. Oh, lovely.
“Stop mackin’ on my girlfriend.”
Spencer laughs. “Dude. You couldn’t get a classy hot girl if you tried.”
“Fuck off. You’re my girl, right?” Dempsey asks, grinning at me.
“We’re friends,” I remind him.
“She friendzoned you, man,” Spencer says gleefully. “That whole punk vibe doesn’t do it for the entire female population. Some girls like a good guy.”
“Good?” Dempsey snorts. “You’re a Park. No one in our family is good.”
“Can I walk you to class?” Spencer asks, layering on his charm. “I’d be happy to.”
“Get lost, cuz. I saw her first.”
“I’m not some toy to fight over,” I say, scowling at Dempsey. “But you both could walk me if you want.”
The guys seem perfectly satisfied with that, falling into step on either side of me as we head inside. Spencer, the apparent gentleman of the two, steps ahead to open the door for me. I flash him a thankful smile. Walking into school with two of the most popular guys earns me a lot of confused looks and whispers. If only they knew who came to my house last night. Who kissed me until I was dizzy and then rubbed me until I came.
“I’m having a party Friday night at Park Mountain Lodge,” Spencer says. “You should come.”
Did I seriously just get invited to a party?
This never happens.
Ever.
“I’m not sure I can. My stepdad probably won’t let me.”
Spencer waggles his brows at me. “We’ll sneak you out. Here, put your number in my phone. Demps and I will pick you up.”
I stop to take his phone. I’m not exactly sure if this is a good idea, but the prospect of having friends is exciting. Plus, if they’re Callum’s family, they’ve got to be cool to hang with. After I plug in my number, he flashes me a satisfied grin.