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“Hey! Douche canoe, my name is not Red,” I growl at him. My fists clench at my sides.
I turn to get a look at my other tormentor and wow. He is the opposite of Mason. His hair dark brown, his eyes that he hides behind a pair of black rimmed glasses are hazel. His face is softer, rounder, but his cheek bones are high. He isn’t as muscular as Mason, but I’m pretty sure there’s a six pack under that uniform.
I mean birds of a feather all have abs to die for, right? Or however that saying goes.
“I know that, sweetie. It’s a nickname I gave you,” Mason says softly and condescending. He rolls his eyes and looks at Colt before returning his eyes to me. “Her name’s Phoenix. There, you happy now?”
“I’d be happier if you were on the other side of the room.”
He smirks. “No can do, Red.” Mason shakes his head, and Colton takes the seat in front of me. Wonderful. I’m now surrounded by them.
I release a loud sigh and go back to my tablet, still trying to figure out how to access the programs I need to. Without warning, a shrill voice cuts through the air.I swear I lose some hearing after that.
“What the fuck, Mase? Why are you sitting there?” She rests her hands on her hips, and her mouth drops open.
Mase waves her off. “Because I want to, Bianca.”
Her icy gaze cuts to me. “So, you’re slumming it with the trailer trash whore?”
Ahh. There it is. I was waiting for that to come out. Apparently, since I don’t come from money, I’m immediately classified as both trailer trash and a whore.Both typical and pathetic.
“You should close your mouth before a dick falls in it,” I say to the very pissed off Bianca. Her mouth immediately closes, and her cheeks flush.
“You bitch! Do you know who you’re talking to?” She comes closer to me, her eyes narrowed and her body shaking in anger.
“Well, he just called you Bianca, so I’m assuming that’s your name. Outside of that, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about you.” Shrugging, I turn my head away from her for a second before she comes at me. But before she can touch me, Colt steps in between us, halting her in her place.
She seethes, “I’m a queen, you cunt. A Queen of Darkwood. You’re nothing but a charity case whore.”
“Wow, that language is so becoming of a queen.” I frown.
“Go sit down Bianca. Go!” Mase yells at her. Bianca huffs and stomps her foot, turning to a seat three desks down from me in my row. Great.She’s still in my proximity.
Throughout the class, I can feel Mason’s eyes on me. It’s making me extremely uncomfortable. His other friend, Colton, ignores me the entire class, but I’m completely fine with that. I wish Mason would take notes and learn from his buddy. How to ignore the new chick 101.
“So, how about I take you out to dinner?” Mason leans over the desk and whispers to me.
“Well, first off, no. Second off, hell no.” I don’t even look at him. But as I say that, I hear a snicker in front of me and then a clearing of a throat. Mason narrows his eyes at his friend, who just laughed at him being turned down.
Honestly, it probably doesn’t happen a lot for the guy since he is a coveted King of Darkwood.
“Aw, come on, Red. Let me take you out to a nice dinner. It will be like a ‘Welcome to Darkwood’ dinner.” He make a sad face.
I shake my head. “Fuck off, Mason. It’s never going to happen. I’m sure there’s plenty of bitches that would kill each other over a date with you, but I’m not one of them.”
Class comes to a close, and I can’t move fast enough to get the hell out of here. Packing up my shit as I go, I walk down the aisle. Without warning, I trip and fall on the floor, my wrists stopping me from smashing my face into the ground.
Pain shoots through my wrist as soon as I move it. I immediately stand up to see Bianca in her seat with a smile on her face.
“You should be more careful,whore,” she spits at me.
I grab my wrist and square off with her. “Really? Like you didn’t purposely trip me? What the fuck?”
“Ladies! Is there a problem?” the teacher yells over from his desk.
I turn to him. “No, there isn’t.” I shift back to Bianca and stare at her.
“Okay, Red. Come on, I’ll help you get to your next class.” Mason comes up and places a hand on my shoulder. I shrug out of it, picking up my shit and walking away.