Untouched (Bay Falls High, #1)(18)

“I’m kidding,” she said. “I hate those whores.”

“Yeah, me too.”

I had a million questions to ask Gi about Barr and the others. I wanted to know more. Why it was just them three? Why there were others? And what was the deal with BFH east and west?

Before I could ask anything, another girl came running down the beach.

She was dressed kind of like Gi. Short shorts that were ripped up. Except hers were black with white spots on them. Like they were stained with bleach. Which made me roll my eyes. She wore some kind of thin, fancy flannel that blew in the breeze. Her hair was bright blonde and pulled up into a tight bun. Another girl that looked like she could be a model.

She looked down at me and Gi as though we were dead fish rotting in the sand.

“Was looking for you,” she said to Gi.

“Sorry,” Gi said. “Met a new friend. This is Ti. Short for Tinsley.”

I nodded. “Hey.”

“Yeah, hi,” the girl said.

Gi elbowed me. “Don’t mind her. She bathes with a special soap called whorish bitch and it works really well.”

“Please,” the girl said. “Who was the one that got caught riding Cullen last weekend? You looked like some drunk girl at a country bar who thought she could handle the mechanical bull.”

“Fuck off, Iris,” Gi said with a laugh. “The only thing lasting seven seconds was Cullen. You know he offered to buy me anything I wanted so I wouldn’t tell anyone he finished so quick?”

“Hello new car,” the girl - Iris - said.

I watched them talking, trying to keep up.

It really was all about money and power. And sex. Of course that had to get thrown in there, right?

“What about you, Ti?” Gi asked, turning her sights to me. “Crazy parties?”

“Oh. Yeah. Always. Probably not quite like yours though.”

“Heard you’re dirt poor,” Iris said.

“Damn, Iris, take it easy over there,” Gi said.

“Who told you that?” I asked.

“Just heard it,” Iris said.

I got to my feet. “No. Tell me who told you that.”

“Damn,” Gi said as she scrambled to get to her feet. She got between Iris and me. “Both of you need to chill.”

“I see I’ve touched a nerve,” Iris said. “Sorry about that, Ti.”

“I don’t give a fuck that I’m dirt poor,” I said. “Just would like to know who’s talking about me.”

“Why?” Iris asked. “Think you’re going to go fight someone?”

“Dirt poor means you fight for everything you want and need,” I said. “No calling Daddy for a favor.”

“She’s right about that,” Gi said to Iris.

“Whatever,” Iris said. “Brando told me. And of course he heard it from one of the Rulz.”

“Damn,” Gi said again. She looked at me with a sly grin. “I guess they’re after you now, huh?”

“After me?” I asked. “What does that mean?”

“Don’t scare her,” Iris said.

“I am scared,” I blurted out. “Beth told me-”

“Beth?” Iris asked, scoffing. “That bitch will say anything to get anything.”

“What does that mean?” I asked again.

“Nothing,” Gi said. “Beth likes attention. Don’t worry about her. Take what she says lightly. She’s nice. Hey. Tell you what, Ti. Come with us. We’re going to grab something to eat.”

“Seriously?” Iris asked.

“Bitch,” I said.

“Takes one to know one,” Iris said.

“Please,” I said. “Don’t give me your rich girl talk. You’ve never had a bad day in your life. Except when you lost your virginity to a cucumber and realized you ruined yourself for your football player boyfriend, right?”

Iris curled her lip. “At least I can go buy myself a meal. Whose dick are you going to suck to get some leftovers?”

“Maybe yours,” I said.

“Holy shit,” Gi said. “You two. I’m going to make you kiss and be friends.”

“I didn’t do anything,” I said.

“Neither did I,” Iris said.

“Thanks for the offer, Gi,” I said. “I’m heading back.”

“It was nice to finally meet you,” Gi said. “I don’t care if you’re rich or poor. As long as you’re cool as hell, we can be friends.”

“Is Iris cool as hell?” I asked.

“She actually is,” Gi said.

“I have my moments,” Iris said.

“Maybe you can show that side someday,” I said.

“Or just this side,” Iris said. She turned and lifted her shirt. “This is my ass. You can kiss it and watch it walk away.”

“Oh, it’s almost as flat as your chest,” I said.

“Whore,” Iris said.

Gi looked at me and grinned. “You’re cool as hell.”

“Yeah?”

“Totally. Don’t mind Iris. She gets jealous around new people.”

“Well, tell her not to sweat it. I won’t be here long. I’m just passing through.”