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Carson was gunning for Tiff Had been gunning for her School was over and he hadn’t forgotten her school girl taunting, his ale Of course, Tiff had laid it where it hurt the most For Carson, his prick was his pride

And the awful truth was, he was right

We couldn’t always be there Tiff’s words had proven that

I knew I couldn’t be responsible for plugging the holes of the group’s vulnerabilities

It didn’t help e issues

What did?

CHAPTER 4

then

senior year

Tiff walked to her locker, pulsereader swinging in a loose grip It was between classes and she had all the la all underwater basketweaving types now Autopilot Mode for senior year esomesauce squared The only class that was prerequisite core was AFTD which totally worked because she and Caleb could play catnip with old Dave Su its cud and Smith would have a cow and she’d spit it into the separator Rinse and repeat

Priceless

Tiff was usually pretty good about noticing her surroundings but had let the quiet of the hall lull her into a false sense of security as she made a self-absorbed beeline to her locker

When Ha her into the locker and pinning her against it using his body weight like an effective anchor, she thought she’d pee on the spot

Tiff kneas him

It’d only been a couple of weeks since she’d called him the Dickless Wonder His lack of a penis was not his fault but Tiff was honor bound to tell hiotten, his eyes followed her everywhere she went since her last jibe Ha his time She bit off the whiht response

"Bitch," he seethed, grinding against her posterior

Gawd effing ick, she thought with sick revulsion

However, Tiff had no sense of self-preservation "I’ it now either"

"What?" Carson hissed, pressing his hips into her back He was such an evil turd

"Your dick, dumbass," she said in the slow tones you use with a child or soe

Snatching a handful of her hair, he slammed her forehead into the locker, and Tiff saw stars

Shit, not sht in a daze And horror of horrors, she could feel his dick and itwildly in an atte her

No surprise there, the fucking freak

Tiff let her head tip forward and then used it like a battering ra it backward into his forehead She had to hop a little as she did it, guessing at his height, ignoring the latent dizziness of the abuse of her head

She nailed hiross tool and body fell away from her

Tiff laid a pal above her eye and turned to him

They faced off: a one hundred fifteen pound, five feet four pissed off girl against two hundred pounds and six feet one of perv

Just then, students poured out from their portals, released fro in They flowed between the pair, unaware of what had transpired Carson gave her a shitty sun, took a shot like a bull’s eye aiinning of the harass his junk as he did Just another day in the park, the bastard

She clutched her own hands together to stop their shaking froht on by the fun little encounter with Dickless

Tiff stared after his retreating back, wondering how irls he’d scared, coerced or worse Why he was focused on her she was a pain in his ass Chicks were throwing the, rich ah- Pyro Kinda attractive bad boy coirls’ heads into lockers were on her Do Not Date list

Guys that were uy she kinda liked

That she’d always liked Tears burned the back of her eyelids with unshed tears She was scared And Tiff was pissed that he’d scared her She was not gonna be inti to be caught with her head wedged up her ass again True dat

Tiff hesitated in theher with their gear packs She wasn’t sure what to do Her head was throbbing like a rotting tooth, but she didn’t want to alert the guys (especially Bry ould have ten different kinds of cows) that her antagonisotten her into this fucked up bind with Ha anything Nah, she’d take care of it in her oay She especially didn’t want John to know Tiff wasn’t a coho begged for a guy’s protection

It was so when she knew that any one of them would kill Carson if they knew It made it easier for Tiff to be brave She took a deep breath in theher corit

She pressed a hand to her head, flinching at the tenderness Yeah, this was an in-house deal The group didn’t need to know about it Tiff could handle it Besides, she’d look like an ass She flipped up the hood on her screa pink hoodie and moved down the hallway, her pulsereader clutched in her hand, fighting nausea, her head down like a rudder cutting its path in the water

After a fewherself She couldn’t remember another time in her life when she’d wanted to toss her cookiesthat serial killer thing with the cops

This was a different kind of puking, though It was brought on by a chick beater Look at where his wounded ego had taken him? He was such a sht, Tiff hesitated Randi’s eyes widened at the purple knob on her brow line

Maybe just one person could know, Tiff conceded She’d keep her yap shut, principal’s kid and all Randi would never bend the truth

Uh yeah

Tiff told her and Randi listened, her face a kaleidoscope of reactions as the story unfolded The last one er with a chaser of injustice

An alliance was forirls beca distance