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This is where he hangs out.
Taking care to remain hidden, I keep close to the ledge of the skylight of the so-calledbreakroom.
I’m on the roof, looking down at Chad and the Titans.
I loathe thinking of them as anything of the sort but their power gives them the means to call themselves whatever they want.
These guys have taken it to the extreme, though, as they are rumored to have a tattoo of a mythical Greek god somewhere on their bodies. I haven’t looked that close at any of them to see for myself, and I don’t want to.
Apparently, this is one of the rooms available to all the junior and senior year students, but this one belongs to them.
It’s the last period of school, and they’re ditching it.
To carry out this little heist, I had to do the same, missing biology, a class I was actually looking forward to.
This would have been my first class with all of them.
I just had to get whatever I was doing done and dusted before the end of the day. The idea is to watch my enemy, so I may get some idea of defeating him.
Or at the very least, get him off my back, so he’s not doing any more damage to me or my things.
I spent the entire lunch hour organizing someone to pick up my car to take it to the garage. That prompted a call from Cal after it arrived because the mechanics contacted him to let him know the tires had been slashed.
When he called me out of concern, I wanted to tell him to leave me alone, but that would have made me teen bitch, snapping back at a man who was just checking on me.
Luckily, he’s sending someone to pick me up after school, and my car should be ready for use tomorrow morning.
His call means I’ll probably have my mom on my back when I get home. I’m not looking forward to that.
The door opens at the other end of the room, and a leggy redhead walks in with three of her friends—one for each guy.
I don’t know the girls’ names, but I’ve seen them around. They’re as popular as the guys, and the most Isabelle said to me was to stay away from them, and off their radar.
Like other schools that have a group of girls like this, I expect the same vindictive attitude and bitchy problems. Neither of which I have time for.
The dark-haired girl walks over to Ilya and Maksim, who both start undoing their belt buckles.
My eyes nearly pop out when they take out their cocks, and the girl drops to her knees to give them both blow jobs.
Jesus, what the hell am I looking at?
And at school?
Then again, what did I expect from these guys?
The redhead moves toward Chad, who’s sitting on the biggest chair—as if he’s the king. I wonder what he’s going to do to her or what she’ll do to him.
Something knots in my stomach when she jumps onto his lap with a big, seductive smile on her porcelain face.
She tries to kiss him, but he backs away, seeming to grunt.
The girl doesn’t look happy with his reaction and tries again. This time he stands, and she slides off his lap.
The other girls are giving the guys blow jobs, and I’m momentarily distracted when Maksim takes the blonde over to the sofa and sits her on his lap so she can straddle him. Moments later, he’s fucking her.
Feeling my skin heat, I look away. At the right time, too, because Chad has just walked over to a cupboard and is taking out a bag of powder—white powderthat looks like drugs.
I get a good look inside the cupboard and see several packs. That has to be cocaine or something like it. And fuck, all those bags in there must amount to at least a hundred grand.
