Fallen Crest High(119)

She turned to him and pressed her hands to her mouth. "I haven't, baby. I haven't. I swear."

He studied her with narrowed eyes. "You've always wanted Logan to be in the group. You've talked about it for years."

Her hand shot out and she pointed at them. Her foot stomped down. "Only because they should've been in our group. They were supposed to pick our school. We have the better school. Just because they have a better football team, that's the only reason they picked public. They were supposed to be in our group, but instead everyone wants to go to the public parties. Everyone thinks Fallen Crest Public High is so great, all because of them! They were supposed to be at our school. Fallen Crest Academy is the better school. That other school is beneath us, it should be beneath us. They should be kissing our feet. That's the only reason why I've talked about them. I swear, baby!"

Logan bent over laughing. He slapped a hand on his leg. "Man, you guys are so easy. It's been, what? Ten minutes?" He continued laughing as he shook his head. "My job here is done. Have a great night, ya'll."

Adam frowned. "What are you saying? You didn't sleep with Cassandra?"

"Oh no. I did, at the party actually. I was just with Tanya later. Emily was one time and I think," He frowned at Amelia who stood beside Mark. "…Halloween last year?"

She gaped at him, but jerked her head in a nod.

"He's joking," Mark burst out, but he turned sharply on her.

She closed her mouth and slowly turned her head from side to side.

"Amelia!"

Her shoulders lifted up and she held her palms outward. "You didn't want exclusivity, Mark. What do you expect? He's hot."

"You're a slut."

Everyone turned to Miranda who was glaring at Logan. Her hands held her glass tightly. Her arms were still shaking, but not from fear this time. She repeated, "You're a slut."

Logan smirked and glanced at Peter. "I don't hide it."

Her eyes went wide again and she whirled to her boyfriend, who looked away at the same time.

Emily exclaimed, "This was a great idea, Miranda. We should invite Strattan every time."

At this, all eyes went to me. I realized that it looked like I was cowering behind Mason and Logan so I shouldered past them and straightened my back.

My chin rose and I stared Miranda down. "You sent me text after text tonight and you called me. You were begging me to come. So I came. If you want to blame me for this, fine. I told you to stay away from Mason and Logan, but you didn't."

"I didn't invite them."

I rolled my eyes. "We all know you wanted them here so here they are. You got what you wanted. I bet you don't want it anymore. You can't control them and you can't control me."

Her eyes narrowed. "Who said I wanted to control you?"

"You've been trying since you warned me Cassandra was jealous of me."

Cassandra gasped. "Miranda!"

Miranda moved back against Peter, who raised a hand to her shoulder. He started to rub up and down her arm in a soothing motion. She sent me a withering look. "You can leave, Samantha. Good luck at school tomorrow."

"Sam," Adam spoke up.

I met his gaze and saw the loathing there. "Don't bother, Adam." I tugged on Logan's arm. "Let's go." And both of us started for the door, but when we realized Mason wasn't following, we turned back.

He watched us with lidded eyes.

Logan frowned. "What are you doing?"