Chapter 63


    Harper


    It’s school official. Easton and I are together and everyone knows it.


    That’s because from the moment he met me at my locker this morning, his arm has been nted


    around my shoulders. It doesn’t matter where we are in the building, he can’t stop touching me. When


    we walk down the hall to ss, he’s right next to me. When we go to lunch, he joins the table I share


    with Sadie. He even has Ryan and a few of their other friendse sit with us, everyone in the


    cafeteria ncing in our direction as we share a slice of pizza.


    We’re inseparable.


    And there isn’t a single person in this school who hasn’t seen my smile today.


    I can’t hide it. It’s impossible to mask the way he makes me feel and there’s no reason to


    -we‘re out of hiding.


    I want the whole world to know I’m Easton’s girl.


    At this point, I’m positive everyone has witnessed it … except for ke.


    When I whispered about him to Sadie this morning, she told me he never showed up for school. So


    weird. I don’t dare ask Ryan or Easton about him, Ryan would probably want to murder me-again-and


    Easton would chew my face off for even thinking the question.


    What I do know is ke’s absence has put Easton in the best mood and my reputation has shifted


    overnight.


    I’m no longer Ryan’s invisible twin sister.


    I’m dating the most popr guy at school.


    And nothing could change this from being the best day ever.


    Not even running into Aisha.


    She’s been staring me down since she saw me with Easton this morning at my locker, before first


    period even started. I’ve been trying not to let her dirty looks eat at me and gloat over my win and her


    loss.


    But as I leave my fifth period ss to run to the bathroom, she’s in the hallway.


    Like she’s been waiting for me.


    “My, my,” she sings, a chorus as evil sounding as her. “Don’t I love coincidences.”


    I don’t believe this is one. I’m positive she’s been scouting my whereabouts, figuring out how to catch


    me alone.


    That’s what she does-she hunts, she attacks, she destroys.


    I don’t care what anyone says, she’s responsible for all three spray painting incidents and I’m sure she


    faked being out of town on Instagram just to appear innocent.


    As far as I’m concerned, Aisha is guilty, and she’s not going to stop until she gets Easton.


    Except this isn’t a contest.


    He’s mine.


    “I’m surprised you’re not shoving your hand down your pants and telling me that Easton has turned into


    a ghost and he’s eating you out in this hallway.” I eye her down, the same way she’s doing to me. “That


    was one desperate move and the fact that you were fingering your own pussy ” Iugh even though I’m


    trembling on the inside. “That just makes you pathetic.”


    “Is that really what you believe?” She takes a step closer, shaking her head. “Why am I not surprised


    he lied to you about what really happened that night. My God, he’ll do anything to seem like a saint to


    you, but deep down, you have to know he’s lying.” Her voice is turning sly, like the snake that she is.


    “Easton’s dick has been in almost every pussy at this school, including mine. Don’t believe me?” She


    smiles, closing her eyes as she lets out a long exhale. “He has a scar in the shape of a half-moon that’s


    a couple inches above and to the right of his dick. Hair doesn’t grow there, it’s just a thick, white line.”


    My heart starts beating so hard, I feel nauseous.


    She’s right.


    I first noticed the scar when I was giving him head at his house. I keep meaning to ask him about it and


    I keep forgetting.


    Regardless, she’s just trying to get under my skin. I know he’s slept with Aisha and lots of other girls at


    this school.


    But that’s all in the past.


    He’s with me now.


    I shrug, letting her know it doesn’t bother me. “You’re not telling me anything I don’t already know. Try


    harder, Aisha. You’re starting to get weak.”


    Sheughs so hard, she almost snorts. “It’s sad that you think that, that he’s brainwashed you to the


    point where you believe I’m the one who’s lying.” She res at me like I’m gum stuck to the bottom of


    her shoe. “It’s obvious you’re new to this rtionship thing. You’re so gullible, you’ll believe anything he


    says, and then you’ll swallow his cum like the robot he’s turned you into.” Her lip curls. “These are


    warnings, Harper. I’m trying to save you.” Her hands move to her hips. “But not even the sound of


    Easton licking my pussy will make you realize he doesn’t give a shit about you, that he’s dying to take


    your virginity and dump you like he does with every other girl.”


    How does she know I was a virgin?


    Was it a guess? Or did Easton tell someone and that someone told Aisha?


    Or worse .. did Easton tell Aisha?


    I take a step back. “You’re wrong ..”


    Her arms move to her chest, crossing them over her breasts. “Next time his tongue is on my pussy,


    which will be very soon, I’ll make sure to text you a pic. Nothing like a little proof with your morning


    coffee, right?” She leans into a locker, looking more rxed than I like. “But I won’t be the only girl he’s


    touching, there will be others over the next few weeks, and I promise one will corner you in the


    bathroom or in the hallway or the parking lot after school and she’ll start shit with you because she


    thinks she’s Easton’s girl too.” She grins. “Except she won’t be as nice as me. She’ll beat your ass.”


    I know what she’s doing .. and it’s working.


    Every bone in my body hurts, every worry I had before is resurfacing.


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    I can’t listen to this anymore.


    I take a step back but keep my eyes on her, making sure the Easton smile is stered across my lips.


    “When are you going to ept that Easton doesn’t want you? He thinks you’re disgusting and so does


    everyone else at this school. Why don’t you go bully some single guy into dating you. Someone you


    actually have a chance with instead of making yourself look like a pathetic fool. Jealousy is really a


    terrible look on you.”


    I turn my back toward her, not giving her another second of my attention. But after a few steps, I hear


    her. Heels clicking on the floor, like she’s running. And then I feel a hand wrap around my hair and pull


    so hard, my neck snaps back from the momentum.


    “You fucking cunt,” she roars in my ear. “That’ll be thest thing you ever say to me.”


    She tugs harder and a pain shoots down my back. I gasp, searching for words, wing at the air to


    sink my fingers into any part of her.


    But before my nailsnd, I hear a familiar voice growl, “Let her go, Aisha. Right fucking


    now.”