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He winces. “If only. Maybe then I wouldn’t have the dire urge to chain your hot body to a tree and leave you there just to watch you suffer.”
“So, you’re saying I’m hot?”
His eyes narrow and he keeps jerking me along, getting annoyed by my unpleasantries.
Once there’s some distance between us and the party attendees, Neo gives me a forceful shove and releases his hold on me.
“You’ve been here six hours and you’re already causing trouble.”
“I didn’t do anything. That guy was a grade-A asshole.”
“Maybe so but you walked up to that keg like an entitledbitch,which you are not.”
“You’re right,” I mumble. “I’m not a bitch.”
“I meant you’re not entitled. As for you being a bitch, we both know that to be true.”
“I can say the same about you,Neopolo.” I emphasize his legal name, knowing he hates it.
His jaw tics. “Don’t you ever call me that again!”
“Or what?” I pop a hip, placing my hand firmly on it.
“Do it again and you’ll see what happens.”
“Am I supposed to be scared? Because I’m not. If anything, I’d like for you to try and hurt me, just so I can piss on your plans to ruin my entire year. In case you haven’t heard, I refuse to be your doormat.”
“Oh, I heard. Crew relayed your little message after I saw you two talking outside ofmyhouse. You wasted your time going there. Nothing you do or say is going to change the fact that we own you this year. Now be a good girl and go to the tunnels with the rest of your classmates.”
We could stand here and argue all day, but I’m already bored with this back and forth conversation. Snuffing him, I step past where he stands like a domineering statue. “Fine, I’ll go, but don’t expect my compliance anymore this year. You won’t get it.”
He throws an arm out, stopping me. “Don’t fuck with me, Scar. You’ll live to regret it.”
I shove his arm away and keep on my way.
Neo disappears back into the crowd and I skim the area for Riley.Where the hell did she go?
Everyone heads in the same direction, so I follow them, hoping to get to the right place. I’m not sure what the tunnels are, but it sounds creepy. In that case, sign me up—I love scary shit.
My parents always tell me I need to be more fearful because, without it, I have no protection. I’d always tell them I’m not fearless, I’m just spiteful. Our fears set boundaries for us and I’ll be damned if any human emotion is going to dictate my life.
“Excuse me,” I say to a lanky boy walking alone.Wait. I know that guy.
He pushes his glasses up and acknowledges me with raised brows. “Hello, again.”
I offer him a smile. “Umm. Hi. Elias, right?”
His eyes light up, pleased with my memory. “You’re correct.”
“Hi, Elias,” I say again. “Have you seen a girl, about five-foot-five?” I estimate a measure of her height with my hand, holding it up to my nose. “Bubbly and loud. Goes by the name of Riley.”
“Sorry. Wish I could help.”
Well, dammit.
The distant sound of a revved-up engine grabs everyone’s attention. I follow the direction of their stares, looking over my shoulder.
What the hell?
