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“Gentlemen,” the teacher said, glaring in our direction. “Textbooks open, please.”
They grumbled, and I heard the telltale rustle of pages turning. “I wonder if she has a golden pussy.”
My head whipped around, and I narrowed my eyes. “Why don’t you just ask her?” I snapped, causing his jaw to drop open while his friend clutched his stomach in amusement.
“I… uh, I…”
“Didn’t think so.” I tilted my head as I became aware that the whole class now focused in our direction.
“Miss Torrence, is there a problem?”
“Ask limp dick,” I said flatly.
Someone gasped, and a couple of people snickered.
“Principal’s office now.” His face flamed a crimson that made him look ready to explode.
“Fine.” I slammed my textbook shut. Hoisting my bag off the floor, I headed for the door, slamming that too.
Okay, so maybe calling him a limp dick hadn’t been my best move, but I was so sick of people talking about me like I wasn’t there. If it wasn’t in class, it was in the hallways or in the lunch line. I’d only been back three days, and if I had a dime for every time I heard my name in a sentence, I could have put myself through college.
I dropped into one of the seats outside Principal Garraway’s office and folded my arms over my chest. The secretary glanced over her glasses at me, failing to hide her disapproval.
She made me wait for five minutes before she announced, “In you go.”
“Thank you.” I smiled sweetly and knocked before entering.
“Ahh, Miss Torrence, do come in.” She motioned to the empty seat, and I sat down. “What can I do for you?”
“Mr. Simons sent me.”
“Was there a problem in history?”
“Nope.”
“So he sent you to my office for no reason?” Her eyes creased with frustration, and I couldn’t blame her. I was being awkward.
I smashed my lips together and held her gaze. She sighed heavily, pressing her palms to the desk. “Look, Becca, if something is going on—something you want to discuss—that’s what I’m here for. I’m here to help.”
Oh, really,I wanted to say. When I’d returned to school on Monday, the events ofthat dayhad been brushed under the carpet in the eyes of the faculty. It was all kids were talking about, but not one teacher asked me about it.
Not. One.
“I know Credence High must be very different from your old school, but it’s a good school. Keep your head down, study hard, and you’ll go far.”
I guess it was easier to turn a blind eye to what was really going on in the classrooms and hallways than to tackle the issues. Scarlett and Lilly had told me as much when they explained how the school didn’t intervene in Kendall’s vendetta against Ami. Maybe Principal Garraway feared the O’Hares, or maybe she just didn’t care, but I knew better than to come clean to her.
When she realized I wasn’t going to cooperate, she sighed, “Fine. I’ll speak to Mr. Simons. I’m sure detention Friday will suffice.”
“Friday, got it.” I grabbed my bag and left without so much as another word. I couldn’t trust her or Mr. Simons or any of the teachers in this godforsaken place. Kendall and her minions were untouchable; I only hoped she was done with me.
Even if a little voice inside me knew better.
CHAPTER2
EVAN
I’d fucked up.
