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I burst out laughing. Riley continues, “What? It’s true. I swear, all their days are spent kissing their asses.”
“Give me the school day and I’ll find you the perfect match.”
I love playing matchmaker, and I think it would be good for Riley to get her eyes off The Lawless, because as much as she denies it, I think she’s got a lady boner for them. Every girl here does.
* * *
Another dayin the miserable attendance of The Lawless. At least one of them is in each of my classes. American literature happens to have all three: one on each side of me and Crew to the left of Neo.
“Morning, Scar,” Crew says with his arm draped across the table as he leans in.
Neo scoffs and scoots his chair back as if Crew and I need the space to talk.
I catch Crew gawking at me with a broad smile and it has me returning his stare with a perplexed look.
Why does he look so happy?
Jesus Christ. If he thinks anything has changed between us since we had sex a couple days ago, he is in for a rude awakening.
My eyes roll to my textbook and I open it just so I have something to look at, other than these three.
“Still haven’t found my key,” he says, as if I care.
Pressing my lips together firmly, I ignore him. Talking to any of these guys in public only gets me in trouble. Sometimes I think that’s what they want. To poke me until I bite back.
“It’s like it just vanished into thin air,” he continues.
I look over at Jagger, who's leaning into the empty chair behind him, his arm hanging over the back of the one his ass is in. “What?” I huff at him. “You think I have his key?”
Jagger lifts his shoulder. “I didn’t say anything. I’m just here for the entertainment.”
“Yeah. Because this is so entertaining.” Turning in my chair, I shift my attention back to Crew. “We’ve been over this and I thought you said you believed me. I don’t have your key.”
“I don’t believe you,” Neo’s gruff voice chimes in.
I match his insolence. “And I didn’t ask you if you did.”
“Just saying,” he continues, “I think you’re a manipulative bitch and you might be worming your way into Crew’s and Jagger’s good graces, but I still think you deserve every bit of turmoil coming to you.”
The way his vile words come out so casually is a disgrace to humankind. Who talks like that to people? Who has the right to treat another person so cruelly?
“Eat a dick, Neo,” I grumble, returning to my book in front of me, just so I don’t have to look at him.
Neo slaps his palm on the table, hard and alarming. I flinch at the sound but do my best to remain unaffected—or at least pretend to be. I don’t even look up because I know the entire class is staring.
“What did you just say to me?” His deep voice hits my ears with a heavy vibration. “Why don’t you say it a little louder so everyone else can hear?”
I bite my lip, itching at the unwanted attention.
Neo presses a hand on top of my open textbook, the other on the back of my chair, cutting into my personal space. “Stand up and repeat what you said loud enough for everyone to hear or I’ll have your room infested with spiders. You hate spiders, don’t you, Scar?”
My skin crawls at the thought. Slowly, I turn my head to look at him, teeth grinding. “I said, eat a dick, Neo.”
“They didn’t quite hear you. A little louder for the ones in the front.”
Drawing in a deep breath, I slide my chair back aggressively, knocking Neo’s hand off.
With boiling blood in my veins, I lift my head and look at the class before saying, “I told Neo to eat a dick,” I look back at him, smirking, “and he said he’d love to.”
