Allison scoffed. “What was his present for you this time?”
I shook my head. “Money. Money I didn’t want to take, but Mom made me. I’ve got it in my wallet, but I don’t even know what to do with it. I’m thinking about slipping it in my mother’s purse later.”
“Why don’t you use it to get ahead on your lunches? So you don’t have to keep using your money from work.”
I shrugged. “I might just put it in my savings account. Get me a hundred dollars closer to my goal.”
She paused. “He gave you a hundred dollars? Just like that?”
I nodded. “Yep. Just like that. An
d now, it’s simply a game of wait until they fight again. Which should be soon. They can’t go more than a couple of weeks without repeating the cycle.”
“You know you’re always welcome to come over. My parents love you. For all they care, you could live with us.”
I giggled. “Don’t say shit like that. I might just take you up on it.”
“How do my eyes look?”
I grinned. “Like Michael wants to get lost in them.”
I watched her blush a bright shade of pink and I thought it was the cutest thing. This crush going back and forth between her and Michael was awesome to watch unfold. I mean, I knew he’d had the hots for her ever since eighth grade. All this time, I’d been telling him she might never return his affections. Allison had always been driven by her future. By school. By her architecture and her life’s aspirations. As far as I knew, she hadn’t even been kissed.
Because if she had been, I’d certainly know about it.
“Want some?” she asked, holding out her mascara.
I scoffed. “And who the fuck would I be wearing that for?”
“I don’t know. Maybe Clint Clarke?”
Marina’s voice wrapped around us as my eyes fell onto her reflection. I watched her walk out of one of the stalls as Allison’s jaw dropped open. Holy shit, she’d been in there the entire time. Listening. Eavesdropping. Learning shit about my life I certainly didn’t want her to know about.
Marina giggled. “Sucks about your mom. But money talks. And good dick.”
Allison snarled. “What the heck do you want?”
Marina grinned. “Such harsh words. Might want to tone it down there.”
“What, Marina?” I asked flatly.
She smiled sweetly before she came over to the sink beside me. She washed her hands with meticulous precision, cleaning underneath her fingernails. I slowly looked over at Allison, watching my best friend silently glower at this girl. Whatever was coming, it wasn’t good. And with Roy finding out about my affair with Clint yesterday, it didn’t shock me that I was now having a run-in with his girlfriend.
Marina reached for the paper towels. “So I heard a little rumor.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m sure you did.”
Allison scoffed. “What rumor, Marina?”
She smiled brightly. “A rumor that says your friend is fucking the brains out of Clint Clarke himself.”
I peeked over at Allison and watched her face pale.
I sighed. “I take it you heard this from Roy?”
Marina wiped her hands off. “Let’s just say a little birdie told me.”
“A little birdie you’re fucking around with.”