Playing The Player (15)

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Thank you to all my readers who have stuck by me as I continue to write this book. This chapter is dedicated to all my lovely book nuggets. I will start individual dedications next chapter.

For now, enjoy.
The ride home was not pleasant, especially since I was the unlucky duck that ended up in the front seat with Mr. Cole. As if matters weren't already awkward, I still wore the little black dress that showed an indecent amount of my legs.

"What were you guys thinking?" Mr. Cole questions in an angry tone.

Grin clears his throat, "Actually that's a really funny story....that Val will tell you. Val, tell the man the funny story."

I twist in my seat and glare at Grin, who sends me a sheepish smile.

Oh you'll regret that.

On Monday I woke up dreading school. I had finally started getting along with Jaxton and now the king of all assholes decides to pop back into my life.

I call that shit luck.

Not in the mood to dress up on this crappy day, I opt for the lazy look. Which consists of black leggings, a dark gray T-shirt, and my black and gold Nike's. For my makeup I decide less is best and apply a small amount of eyeliner and mascara, careful not to stab myself in the eye.

I throw my hair up into a messy bun and peek my head out my door. My dad came home late last night and I'm hoping he's still in his alcohol induced sleep. He hasn't heard about what happened at the party and I'm determined to keep it that way for as long as possible. Preferably until I'm far far away or dead.

I tip toe down the stairs, cringing at the slight creak each stair makes under my weight. I sigh in relief once I make it to the door in one piece.

I quickly swing it open, ready to sprint out of it. I stop in my tracks as soon as I see who is on the other side of the door.

"Your boy toys won't stop me from talking to you, Valentine."

I tense and then remind myself that I'm not the same cowardly girl I was.

I'm a fucking badass queen.

I square my shoulders and allow my emotions to drain from my face.

"Maybe not. But my fist managed to shut you up pretty quickly, Garret."

He scowled at me through one eye as the other one was still swollen, "Remember who you're talking to, Hills. I can make your life a living hell."

I grin, "I vacation there, asshole."

His jaw clenches and he looks mildly surprised by my attitude. I take advantage of his shock and push past him, not wanting to risk my father waking up. I unlock my lotus before I even reach it, eager to get away from Garret.

Just as I'm about to close the door, something stops it. More specifically, someone.

"Move." I grit out.

I swear if he doesn't, his private parts are going to be introduced to my size 7 shoe.

"I want to talk to you. Why do you have to be so damn stubborn?"

"Probably the same reason why you're such a prick. Because I can."

"I love you," he blurts.

What the hell did he just say?

I stare at him before I burst out laughing. That clap your hands like a seal kind of laughter, where no noise is coming out. Only when I look at his face does my laughter fade away.

He's serious.

"You can't be serious," I say incredulously.

He looks at me with hurt in his eyes, "Valentine, I-"

I slam my palm on the car horn, startling him and causing him to jump back. I pull my door shut, turn on my car and step on the gas like my life depends on it, leaving Garret behind with his stupid shocked expression.

Does he take me for a complete idiot?

Garret Hensley does not love me, he would actually require a heart for that.

And what if he does?

I shake my head and cringe.

The irony is real.
"Grin, you're not looking so well."

He rolls his eyes, "Why thank you, blue. Just what every guy wants to hear from a pretty girl."

I scoff, "Excuse me, but I'm not pretty. I'm freaking hot."

"Heck yeah you are."

Jax pats Grin on the back and winks at me.

Don't be rude.
Don't be rude.
Don't be rude.

I settle for a smirk, which probably looks forced, and add on a wink for special measures.

"So Blue, you going to join track?"

A year ago I probably would have fallen to the ground in exhaustion just thinking of anything the required physical exertion.

Actually scratch that, I would have leaned on a wall. Falling down would have been too much work.

I shrug, "Probably."

I toss my AP Government book carelessly into my locker and slam it shut as a feminine voice speaks behind me.

"Oh that's great! I'm sure there's room on the JV team for you," Amber says as she eyes me in veiled disgust.

I glare at her and then look at Maddox, who has his arm draped around the hoe's shoulders. He stares back at me and I give him a pointed look that clearly warns him to shut his girl up before I do.

He shrugs.

The prick. He's been acting like an ass since the party.

Probably because I got him arrested AND grounded all in the same night. Then again, Grin and Jax went through the same thing and they aren't holding any grudges against me.

I lean against my locker, ignoring Jax, Maddox, and Grin as they take in the scene.

"And are you on the JV team?"

She sneers a bit, "Of course not. I'm Varsity obviously. I mean, I'm fast, pretty, and SKINNY."

That b*tch.

I push off the locker and step towards her. Jax and Grin immediatel move to intervene, but I stop them.

"If you run as much as you run your mouth, then I can see why you're practically a stick with legs."

Her face turns red and she steps out of Maddox's hold. We're standing toe to toe now.

"Watch yourself, fatass. You have no idea who you're messing with." She whispers harshly so the guys can't hear.

I chuckle, "No. YOU don't have any idea who YOU'RE messing with. I can only have so much patience before I snap."

I back away and push past the guys before I stop and look back at her.

I smirk.

"Oh and Amber? Guys like a girl with a little more curves."

With that I turn and resume walking, adding a little sway to my hips.

By the pained groans and whistles I received as I walked down the hall, I'd say I was right.

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