People will learn to respect me for me. Not because I’m a Slade. Because of who I am.
I’m not someone you mess with.
Hands grip my shoulders, and I almost jump.
“You need to stop acting like you’re the queen bee,” Corey says in my ear. He’s not whispering, so he’s way too loud for how close he is.
And he is really close. So close that my butt is against him.
I squirm a bit, purposely rubbing my ass against him. It's only fair that I make them a little unnerved, considering they're doing the same to me.
“Who is the queen bee here?” I ask. “Should I be worried that she’s going to sting me because you two can’t seem to get enough of me?”
“Trust me,” Brett says. “We could have any woman in this school.”
“Yeah, yeah. Not many women here, remember?”
Brett furrows his brow.
Shit, I made that comment to Tyler. There are too many of them.
Not really. They're starting to become clearer in my mind. Brett's the dangerous one, and Tyler's the jokester. Corey and Shane are a little harder to understand fully, but I think Corey is a little more laid back than the others, and Shane's done some time in prison, or else he got tats to honor someone else who was.
“There aren’t a lot of women here,” I explain, repeating what I said to Tyler. “A lot of stuck-up bitches.”
“You’re one of them,” Corey says.
“Maybe I need something stuck up inside me so I won’t be such a bitch. Isn’t that what guys think? That girls are bitches when we don’t get laid?”
“If you just want a fuck for the sake of fucking, I suggest you look elsewhere than Liam. He’s one twisted fuck-up,” Brett says.
“Aw, are you looking out for me?”
“Hardly.” He snorts. “If you want him, go ahead, but eventually, he tires of all of his conquests.”
“I’m sure you’re so very different.”
“I don’t send death threats and dead rats to my ex-girlfriends.”
I blink a few times.
“Yes, Erika,” Brett says.
“You want to learn the ropes of the school?” Corey asks. His hands drop down to my hips, and he grinds against me a second, enough for me to think I feel his erection. “Maybe you should keep your head down and suck a few cocks and make Liam forget all about you before you give into him for his money.”
“The last girl he dated ended up in the psych ward,” Brett says.
“What kind of a school is this?” I cry.
Corey grinds harder. “You’ll find out soon enough.”