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“Yes, prostitution, can you believe it?” Wow, so much for confidentiality. I feel my cheeks blush red at the thought of the hot teacher thinking I’m a whore. I mean, it’s not far from the truth, but come on.
“Wow, okay. Did she tell you about it?” Mr. Turner asks, and he plummets in my esteem. What a fucking creep, but hot people can be criminals too.
“No, she was just about to give me a demonstration, if you know what I mean, when your idiot brother walked in.”
“Sorry about that. Ryland’s sense of timing has always been off. What a shame. She would look pretty on her knees.”
Jesus Christ, there’s another one I need to put on my kill list. Does this town breed sleazy men? Maybe Dad misjudged Governor Turner all these years. How could he be friends with a man who produces a predator for a son? I guess Miller is on the right track with working the Ryland angle.
“Well, yes, I suggested that she head along to church on Sunday with the Standishes and have a meeting with Daniel to admit to her sins. I’m sure he will have a list of her skills for us in no time.”
“I would be very interested in that list,” Mr. Turner tells Mr. Maxwell.
“I’m sure Daniel would make it available to you. After all, we need to know how to guide a troubled youth in our school. I suggested that the other new foster kid go and see the priest too, but he seemed reluctant.”
“Yes, well, we can’t force them to comply. They need to go in under their own volition. Maybe I’ll pull Miller aside and suggest that it would be a good idea. He’s quite close with my brother, so maybe he will take it better from me.”
The conversation is deliberately vague, but it’s enough to put the two of them and the priest at the top of my suspect list. Surely it can’t be that easy. I’ve been here all of two days, and I’ve already found the culprits, though I guess that explains why the others haven’t. None of them are troubled foster kids except for Miller, and he looks to be on their radar as well. I wonder if Ryland is in on this also and becoming friends with Miller is his contribution.
The voices start to move, and I hurry back to the bathroom and pretend to be leaving it just as the two of them come around the corner.
“Ah, Ms. Walsh, we were just discussing you.” Mr. Marshall smiles brightly at me while Mr. Turner’s face stays particularly blank. “You need to make sure you catch up with Max and get any homework you may have missed while you were meeting with me. How about after school?” He looks at Mr. Turner, who nods slightly.
“That would be fine. I would like to talk to you about what you were doing at your last school to make sure you can keep up with the curriculum here.”
I just bet he does, but this works to my advantage. Maybe I can seduce the history teacher. That would be preferable to getting down on my knees for Mr. Marshall. Men do tend to over share when they are getting their dicks wet.
“That would be great, thanks. I’m so worried that I’m behind, and I really want to get good grades so I can get a scholarship to college.” I smile, making sure I put enough bright and bubbly bimbo into the tone. “I would do anything to ensure I get a scholarship.” No one misses the innuendo, and despite his blank face, I see Mr. Turner’s jaw tighten, but Mr. Marshall just beams at me.
“That’s great, Mackenzie. We do love it when a student takes control of their own education.” He slaps Mr. Turner on the back. “Don’t we, Max?”
“Yes indeed,” Mr. Turner says. “I’ll see you in my office after school then,” he tells me before I brush past them, my boob pressing against Mr. Turner’s arm more than what’s considered appropriate.
I don’t look back, but I can feel their eyes on me, so I put a little more sway into my steps. My tartan skirt barely covers my ass, and I know my legs look amazing in the fishnet tights. I work hard to keep my body looking good so I can trap my marks.
When I push open the door to the cafeteria, the noise drops minutely as everyone turns to look, but it quickly picks up again as I head to the lunch line. There are a few people in front of me, but there’s still plenty of food left when I get to the front of the line. Eyeing the selection, I decide on a slice of pizza and an iced tea.
Taking my tray, I look around for somewhere to sit. I see Ryland wave at me, but when I notice who he’s sitting with, I smile and shake my head before walking to an empty table, but another waving hand catches my eye. Cassie is sitting at a table with the triplets and Ty, so I change direction and head over to sit with them.
“I thought you were going to pretend to hate me so you didn’t get on Jessica’s bad side,” I say to Cassie as everyone greets me.
“Fuck Jessica.” William grins, and the others agree. “Us outcasts need to stick together.”
They continue gossiping, and I let the happy chatter wash over me as I eat my lunch. It’s greasy and delicious and oh so bad for me, but I figure I can go for a run.
I hear my phone beep inside my bag, so I reach in and pull it out.
Transport has been approved and will be situated this evening.
Ah, good, my motorcycle. That means I have a way to get into town. I just need to be able to sneak out. I’m not sure how I’m going to manage that yet without waking Jessica. I may need to drug her, but I’m not sure how I can do that without getting caught. Maybe I need some tranquilizer so I can dose her once she’s already asleep, ensuring she doesn’t wake up before morning. Anders is the medical guru for Team Bastards, so I’ll have to ask him if he has anything I can use. Otherwise, I’ll need to make another request to Dad.
I quickly delete the message, shove the phone into my backpack, and tune back into the conversation. The two guys are laughing about something, and when I hear them mention the Divinity of Morality, I butt in.
“I saw a photo in the trophy cabinet mentioning that club. What is it?” I ask, and the five of them roll their eyes.
“It’s basically an excuse for the popular kids to get together and talk shit, but it’s supposed to be a chastity club. Everyone wears rings indicating what level of chastity they are,” Stephanie explains.
“If you are saving yourself for marriage and a virgin, you have a ring with a diamond in it. If that boat has sailed but you are repentant, then you wear a ring with a ruby in it,” her sister adds.
