Chapter 40
EvanAnn
My thighs press against the outside of Damon’s as we ride to school. He offered to drive his car, but fuck it, if we’re going to make an entrance, we might as well make an entrance. Cam and Hawk ride beside us.
I haven’t ridden with Cam yet. I’m sure I will, but it’s weird I haven’t. Is it intentional? He seems to ride the same as the others, but he doesn’t have a spare helmet on his bike.
It’s something to focus on besides walking into school with everyone aware these guys are fucking me.
I’m confident Olivia probably said they were just fucking me. Not that I was their girlfriend or that we love each other. No, that would have looked bad for her. To her, I’m fucking the guy she wants.
So her making sure everyone thinks I’m just a slut would make her feel better. I’m just hoping the video that Cam posted of Olivia takes some of the heat off me.
My chest feels tight as we pull into the parking lot.
I don’t know what’s going to happen at school, but I know this is going to change everything.
I’m an actor, so I don’t mind standing in the spotlight, but there’s something satisfying about staying behind the camera.
Being the one pulling the strings, controlling the action.
We stop, and I climb off the bike. Before I lift my hands, Hawk is in front of me, undoing the chin strap and taking the helmet off. Some girls make disbelieving sounds behind me. One coughs whore.
My hair is in a French braid this morning. So I don’t have to worry about helmet hair. My scalp is still a little tender from Cam pulling my hair last night.
“Don’t give them anything today, Annie.” Hawk pulls my braid over my shoulder, letting the end slide out of his fingers.
Not giving the students what they want is my mantra today. I won’t fall apart or cry or yell at them. Just hold my head high and walk past them as if they aren’t even there.
Damon takes my hand and threads our fingers together. When I look up at him, he takes the back of my neck and kisses me like we’re alone. I may be a good actor, but this is so much more. I sink into his kiss and press in closer.
Unfortunately, this kiss will feed the rumor that we’re all just fucking.
He pulls away and brushes his thumb across my lower lip as our eyes meet.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a while.” Damon’s eyes glint with possession as he draws me toward the entrance. That possessive streak shouldn’t make me feel warm, but him wanting to own me makes me come alive.
I’ve walked into this school for the past three years and never felt like I needed to make sure my skirt wasn’t tucked into my underwear like today.
Eyes follow us down the hall. Whispered words haunt our steps.
I run my hand over my butt just in case, but I know the reason everyone is watching is because the Devil’s trio surrounds me.
The rumor might have died if we’d kept everything the same, but we’re owning it.
Cam walks beside me while Hawk follows us. Damon holds my hand. A thousand stares follow us, but I keep my head high. I earned this. I earned them. And I’m keeping them.
Normally I’d go hide in Mr. Watson’s room until the first bell rings, but today is about letting everyone know I’m not just their fuck toy. I am, but that’s not all I am. And only my guys can call me that.
When we stop at my locker, I put my books away and pull out what I need for morning classes.
“Chase is only in the class I have with you and acting,” I tell them. “Mia’s in my first class and acting too.”
“We don’t want him to have a chance to come at you again.” Cam glances around. “We’ll get you between classes.”
There’s not a lot that can happen at school. They’re overreacting, but Olivia might be here. And Chase did come at me pretty hard at rehearsal.
I blow out a breath. “Except you can’t this afternoon. You have your classes on this side of the school while I have classes on the Anteros side. Even the time schedules are different. I have senior acting with Mia and Chase before my directing intensives.”
I glance over my shoulder and see some girls whispering behind their hands across the hallway. Our gazes collide, and they roll their eyes before looking away. I shake my head. I’m not looking for acceptance. Just trying to avoid retribution.
“I’ll let Mr. Watson know about Chase and the issues I’m having.” I close my locker.
Damon doesn’t look happy. If he could, he’d probably follow me to every class today instead of attending his, but that’s not how this will work. I need to be my own person and stand on my own.
I put my hand over his heart and smile up at him because there are definite benefits to being out as whatever we are. Yes, it might make me a target. It already has, but it’s worth it.
“We don’t have to hide. At least not here.” Home is another matter. That I’ll have to deal with eventually, but not now. “I don’t have to eat lunch with Chase.”
A hint of a smile teases his lips. “You’ll be with us.”
I want to ask them to sit inside the cafeteria with me, but we have to make a statement. Part of that statement is being seen and showing everyone none of this bothers us. While hiding would be more comfortable, it’s not an option.
They all walk me to my first class. Mia looks up at the door as I enter. Damon waits until I’m seated before he turns and walks away.
“Fuck, I thought he was possessive at the game, but damn, girl.” Mia fans herself with her notes. “I think I’m getting secondary burns from the heat you two generate.”
I chuckle and then sigh. “I don’t know how I’m going to get through today.”
Mia smiles. “What I learned by being an unrepentant slut is you don’t let other people’s opinions of you matter. Hold your head up and let them eat your dust. They’re just jealous anyway.”
“Jealous.” I nod, but I don’t believe it.
It feels like I’m encroaching on someone else’s territory.
I have no desire to be popular like Olivia.
But I’m going to have lunch outside with the Devil’s trio and pretend I belong because I’m fucking the hottest guys in school.
The guys want me there. That’s all that matters.
“Jealous. Trust me.” Mia winks as the teacher walks into the room.
My phone buzzes. I look down.
Sex God:
Look out the window
I glance toward the windows and see police cars parked outside. I’m not the only one who’s noticed. Students stand and hurry over to the windows.
“What’s going on?”
“Who do you think those are for?”
“Probably Olivia. She drugged an ant this weekend.”
“Did you see the video?”
“What video?”
“Here’s the link.”
I don’t stand and join the crowd, but I hear the whispers about Olivia and the video that got leaked from the party. I keep my face blank even though I want to smile.
Sex God:
Got you a present
He sent me a video from his class. When I press play, Olivia sits down and ignores him, but soon an officer knocks on the door.
A man with a stoic face dressed in a suit stands beside the officer.
I have the volume off, but I watch as Olivia stands with a huff and grabs her books.
She walks out like she owns the place, and this is a mistake.
But it’s not. The people at the window sound shocked, so the police must have brought her outside. Is their shock because she might actually get punished?
“That’s enough.” Ms. Adams claps her hands. “Back to your seats. You can gossip in the hallway between classes.”
When class ends, Mia steps into the hallway with me. Cam gives her a nod before offering me his hand.
“See you in acting!” Mia waves as Cam leads me down the hallway.
He pulls me into Mr. Ridgeway’s classroom and leads me to our seats. He sits sideways and grins. “Did you see the video?”
“Nothing less than what she deserves.” I keep my voice down.
“You’re not wrong.” He trails his fingers down the side of my face. “I can’t wait until lunch.”
“Are we going out again?” I can’t help the hopeful tone of my voice.
He chuckles. “No, goody. You’re eating with the Devils.”
He turns and when he turns back, he holds out a red paper flower for me. I smile, loving that this is his thing with me.
Hawk walks in and takes the seat behind me as I twirl the flower between my fingers. “We need to get some time alone, Annie.”
I meet his green eyes with a smile because I want that. I love being with all of them, but I definitely would like to spend some alone time with both Cam and Hawk separately. Even though Damon and I spend the most time together, we don’t actually talk that much.
“I don’t have a lot of free time.” I glance at my busy schedule in my phone.
Hawk smirks. “I don’t need a lot of time.”
A little shiver rolls through me. No, he doesn’t. I’m hoping he’s talking about the closet again. Damon walks in and, before he takes his seat, he tips my chin up and kisses me softly. For a second, the classroom noise fades.
When he pulls away, his smirk makes my already wet pussy clench. He takes his seat and the roar of whispers commences. My cheeks are hot.
Chase walks in. His eyes narrow on me before he takes his seat near the front. That first day of class, I’d worried about not sitting next to him. Now, I’m so fucking happy the guys took his spot and didn’t let me change seats.
Today would be even more miserable with him beside me.
“Figures he wouldn’t get suspended after rehearsal.” Hawk shakes his head.
“His father makes large contributions to this school.” Cam watches Chase. “If he’d actually hurt one of you, it would have been harder. But unlike Olivia, there’s no video of the incident.”
“They can just sweep it under the rug with all the other bullshit he gets away with,” Damon says.
There might be consequences for him with the play from what he pulled on Sunday. I’m just glad I don’t have to listen to him and whatever he wants to call me today.