Fallen Crest Public(80)

Logan snorted, but kept jumping up and down. He was rubbing his hands together before jabbing them into the air.
“We won by four points. It was close, Mom.”
“See. I know a little about basketball.”
I didn’t care. “Did you see Sam here?”
She stiffened before shaking her head. “No, honey. Was I supposed to look for her? I’m sure she sat with some of her friends.”
Logan snorted again, still jumping. “She doesn’t have friends at this school.”
“Logan.”
“What? She doesn’t. It’s your fault, not hers.”
Helen skirted between us. “Are you suggesting Samantha has no friends because of her boyfriend?”
“Yeah, Mom, I am.” He stopped jumping and gave her a dead look. “Your son’s the cream in a *’s food dish. The claws come out. Bitches and pussies fight over that shit. You should be proud.”
When Helen didn’t respond, I chuckled. “Don’t worry, Mom. You can be proud Logan’s the cat’s meow.”
Horror flashed first as she twisted around. “Logan? She’s with you now?”
Logan glanced at me. We shared a look before he rolled his shoulders back, squared his chin away and threw out his cocksure attitude. “Is this news to you? I’m hurt that you’re even surprised by this.”
“I … I …” she sputtered, drawing to her tallest height. “I’m not. Of course not, I’m just taken aback by the camaraderie between you two. There’s no hard feelings?”
“Why would there be?” Logan asked, throwing an arm around my shoulders. He lifted up on his tiptoes so we were the same height and then he patted me on the arm twice. “She dips in both of our cream dishes.”
“Logan!” We waited as she swayed on her feet, a hand to her chest. Then she sputtered again, “This is disgusting. I implore both of you to break up with this girl. If she’s doing what you’re insinuating, this will go down a bad road. Trust me. You both need to stop seeing her.” She paused and an old flare came over her. “Her mother alone is a good enough reason to try for someone better. Horrible breeding. You both need to preserve where your semen goes. Once you’ve reproduced, there’s no going back. That child is in the world for the rest of your life—”
I’d had enough. “Mom.” I shrugged Logan’s arm off me. “We’re joking with you. Sam’s still my girlfriend, and it’s not her fault she doesn’t have friends here. Some of the other girls are jealous.”
“Oh.”
We waited. One second.
“You two are horrible children. To joke like that? Why would you even think about something like that in the first place?”
“Relax, Mom.” Logan threw his arm around her shoulders. When she tried to smooth out her shirt’s collar, he said to me, “I already asked around. No one’s seen her.”
Heather was working. Sam knew her old classmates would be there. It made sense if she opted out. “She’s probably watching a movie at home or something.”
“Or she’s already at the party and getting drunk.”
Sometimes my brother really pissed me off.
“What?” He flashed me a grin. “It’d be awesome if she were. My sis needs to get drunk more. Last time she did, she and Tate got into it. That was hilarious.” His smile turned wistful. “I’d pay money to see something like that again.”
“Okay.” Helen gave us a kiss on our cheeks. “I can tell where this is going so I’m going to be heading out myself.”
When she collected her purse from the bleachers, Logan asked, “Are you going back to the hotel?”