Fallen Crest High(117)

"Uh…she could've come if you liked?" Miranda's nervous laugh rang out high pitched. She cleared her throat and sounded more normal as she said, "All of you could've brought dates with you. That option is always open to the group."

Emily snorted out, "Of course, most of us are already paired up."

Miranda stared hard at her. "What are you talking about, Emily?"

The brunette smirked at her and sipped from her martini glass. "Come on, Miranda. You're with Peter. Cass is with Adam now. Amelia and Mark suck face most of the time."

Logan's grin grew as she continued.

"You should've brought in a guy next, not Samantha Strattan." She lifted her martini glass to me. "No offense, Sam, but everyone can tell you don't care about social things. Everyone knew Jessica Larsen slept with your boyfriend for two years. That would humiliate most people, but you acted like you didn't care and I don't think that was an act. I think you really didn't care." She scoffed at Miranda again. "You just wanted to bring her in because you hoped Mason and Logan would come with her. You never cared about her until you heard she was close to them."

"You're drunk, Emily." Miranda glared at her. "You should go sleep this off. You don't want to be rude."

She snorted again and tipped her head back to finish the rest of her martini.

Her thin legs wavered underneath her, but she kept her balance when she raised her empty glass. "Another, bartender!"

Logan chuckled as she went to the bar. "I like her."

"You do?" Miranda had grown pale.

"She tells the truth." He sent her a smirk. "That's all we can ask for…right?"

"The truth?" Adam barked out as he straightened from the wall in a sudden movement. Peter and Mark jumped back in reaction. "What's the truth, Logan?

Huh?" He started to stalk forward, but Cassandra tried to slow him down. She was in front with a hand on his chest.

Logan slipped his arm from my waist and maneuvered me behind him. In the blink of an eye, Mason was in front of me too. Miranda gasped and looked around wide eyed. She kept glancing from the Kades to Adam.

Everyone watched him.

His angry scowl intensified and he bit out, "Why'd you take Tanya? You didn't care about her before."

Logan's shoulders jostled in silent laughter. "Are you kidding me?"

"No!"

His shoulders stopped and stretched out instead. "Are you pissed because you never got there?"

"I think…um…I think…" Miranda stepped between them. Her arms were shaking.

Peter moved her aside and puffed out his chest. "Guys, let's be civil here."

"No!" Adam tried to shove him aside, but Mark shot between them instead.

Cassandra was pulled out of the way by Miranda.

Logan sounded calm, too calm, as he chuckled. "Let him through. He's got something on his chest. Let's help him get it off. This is the trust tree, right?

Here we go, therapy group for everyone."

"You think you're so awesome, don't you?" Adam growled. He had a glass of beer in his hand now. He waved it back and forth in the air now.

"I prefer badass."

The growl grew. "'You're so rich', 'you're so hot', 'everybody wants you.' I am so sick of you two—"

"Both of us?" Mason's voice was low, eerily low.

Everyone snapped their attention to him.