Chapter Two
Three and a Half Years Later
Evan
God fucking damn him!
I don’t know how, but somehow, some way this is all Reese Kensington’s fault. I’m going to kick his fucking ass when I see him! The one good thing about this whole fucked up situation is that I actually have the upper hand physically.
Well… shit. I guess I can’t kick his ass. UGH! How is it that I’m still losing to that asshole? I guess if I can’t kick his ass, I can at least ruin his life. The smile that grows at that idea is downright demonic.
Yeah, ruining his life sounds fair, especially since he’s spent the last three and a half years ruining mine.
Hmmmm…but where to start? What does Reese love most?
Football? Nah. Everyone knows he only does that to make his dad proud.
Kenzie? She can’t mean that much to him when he cheats on her at least once a month, if the rumors are to be believed.
That fancy car of his? Daddy dearest will just replace it.
No siblings. No job. Jesus Christ, this shouldn’t be this hard.
Like a sledgehammer to the face, it finally hits me.
Reese would be absolutely nothing without his little cult following.
Right now, he’s the king of Harrington U, but when I’m done with him, he’ll be a “where are they now” special.
Standing in the bathroom, I scowl at the mirror.
Yeah… Operation Reese Is In Pieces is definitely on, as soon as class starts.