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"To you?" I snarl, getting up close and personal and staring into her ridiculously made up face. "I'd rather die than help a ho like you get something she wanted."
"Oh yeah?" Audra bites back. "I'm not the bitch who's not even good enough for her fiancé... How does it feel that he has to fuck other girls behind your back?"
"Excuse me?"
I'm about to hurt this bitch if she doesn't shut the hell up. Easton gets up too, standing between us and trying to placate us in his calming, slightly amused tone.
"Ladies, ladies," he says. "Calm down, let's not make a scene."
"Don't tell me what to do," I hiss at him, glaring at Audra's smug face over his shoulder. "She's the one who started this!"
"What on earth is going on here?" Mr. Rogers appears, glaring at us with crossed arms. "Why is the whole table wet?"
"Audra tried to ruin my notes," I hiss. "She spilled water all over my notebook, and the book!"
"I..." Mr. Rogers glances down at the table, then Audra's suddenly innocent face. "I'm sure it was an accident. Clean this up, girls."
"An accident?" I roar back to life. "She did this on purpose to spite me!"
The whole class is staring now. Nobody dares speak, too eager to see where our argument goes next.
"Why don't you apologize, Audra?" Mr. Rogers suggests meekly as I stand there with my arms crossed defensively in front of my body.
"Oh, sure," the blonde purrs, turning around to face me with the fakest smile ever on her face. "I'm ever so sorry I messed up your life, Pandora. I'm even more sorry you can't seem to please your fiancé because you're such a frigid bitch."
Mr. Rogers clears his throat. My rage is suddenly replaced by a calm, steady sensation.
"Yes, it's such a shame not all of us are insatiable sluts like you," I tell Audra. "But you know, to each their own."
"Don't you dare speak to me like that," she gets out, her cheeks flushing deeply.
"Do I need to remind you of my position in this town?" I get out through gritted teeth. "I'm a Firstborn, sweetheart. What the fuck are you?"
"Your boyfriend's favorite fuckbuddy," she spits back. "And being a Firstborn means nothing as you know. You're not even married that. You're only important because Dexter's your fiancé."
"You keep telling yourself that," I smile sweetly. "It's my name he whispers when he's fucking you."
My words have obviously made their mark. Audra flips me off and the teacher doesn't even tell her off. Easton's words ring in my head. He slept with his student only a few weeks ago... now here he is, protecting Audra.
Slowly, the puzzle pieces come together in my head. I could be wrong, but my gut feeling is telling me I'm not. They're sleeping together. Audra is another one of the professor's conquests. Well, too fucking bad for both of them, because they're about to get a lesson from the queen bee.
"I think it's time we interrupt the class for a little demonstration," I speak up sweetly. "Mr. Rogers, do you have something to share with the class?"
"What?" He clears his throat, staring me down. "Please return to your projects, everyone."
Nobody moves. You could hear a pin drop in the room.
"You're just as irrelevant as your latest conquest," I sigh, motioning to Audra. "You're sleeping together. Am I right or am I right?"
"What?" Mr. Rogers laughs nervously, taking a step away from my classmate. "Don't be preposterous, there's nothing... you don't know anything..."
"Oh, I know," I reply. "I mean, I guess I get it. I'm sure she has plenty of Daddy issues you're more than happy to help her out with, right, Audra?"
She's beet-red. It fucking makes me laugh. But I'm not done just yet.
"Where are you going with this?" Easton mutters in my ear, but I shrug him off.
"Not your circus, not your monkeys," I hiss at him. "Leave this one to me."
