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My question is answered when I see Peyton and Kingston having a heated discussion Her face is pinched and her ar I turn back around when she jumps out of her chair and marches directly toward me

Ainsley smiles sweetly when Peyton arrives at our table “Oh, hey, Peyton What’s up?”

Peyton parks a hand on her hip and glares at me “Stay out of this, Ainsley My problem is with that bitch”

Did Kingston tell her about what happened last night?

I foldto appear disinterested “Watch who you’re calling a bitch, bitch”

I don’tour interaction carefully butno move to interfere

Sheat my boyfriend It’s pathetic”

“Pathetic?” I scoff “What’s pathetic is the fact you’re so delusional you can’t see I’ this discussion with your so-called boyfriend”

Her blue eyes flash with ire as her face reddens “Kingston is mine, you whore Stay away from him”

I sston You should be telling him to stay away from me”

“Yeah, right Like that’s necessary” Peyton cocks her head and twirls her finger in my direction “Trash isn’t his type”

I lifther jab “You sure about that?”

I can see the doubt set in right before a huge grin stretches across her face “You knohat? You’re right Why are we even having this conversation? You’reover a stupid boy”

I scrub a hand overme to stay away fro me?

“Jazz, look o—” Ainsley tries to warn me, but it’s too late