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She laughs “Yeah, don’t hold your breath waiting for that to happen Peyton’s a stone cold bitch”

“So you know her?”

She nods “Everyone knows Peyton Devereux She makes sure of it”

“Sounds about right,” I mumble

“First stop is the library so we can get your Chromebook All of your course et your student ID”

“Everything’s electronic? What about books?”

She shakes her head as she pushes the door open to head back outside “Yeah, right Do you think these overprivileged brats would carry around heavy books all day?”

My lips twitch “I’o out on a limb and say that you don’t like many people”

“That’s not true” I’h o with it “I just don’t like assholes and Windsor is filled with them”

I laugh, iirl “Good to know So, I should probably watch my back then, huh?”

“You should definitely watch your back Everyone seems to have a et what they want” She eyes htfully “I hope you don’t have any major skeletons in your closet I wouldn’t be surprised if soround checks on you to find blackmail material”

“What?” My jaw drops “Are you being serious? Why would anyone even know I exist?”

“You’re fresh et new students very often Most of us have known each other since kindergarten, or even before You’re hot too, so just a heads up, ht ones anyway—and any chicks ant to fuck them will hate you Not like they weren’t catty bitches already, though This school has a serious overabundance of theives me a sad smile “I have a bit of a confession I already knew your story before weto make conversation I’ht, so I kno bad it sucks”

Her adet the chance to say anything before we’re interrupted

“Ainsley,” a growly voice calls, causing us to stop “A moment”