Page 20 of One Night
Chapter twelve
Solena
Walking down the hall of Jefferson Bay, I keep my head down.
If I make myself appear small, maybe everyone will leave me alone, for once.
I’ve been here for two months now, and I swear I’ve been on everyone’s radar.
I’m not sure what I’ve done to deserve it, besides being from the wrong side of the tracks.
Is it my fault that my father, whom I’ve never met, died?
That he left instructions in his will that stated I had to attend if I wanted my inheritance.
I almost told the lawyer to keep it, but when I saw the amount, I knew it was life-changing.
Especially with mom’s chemotherapy and medical bills piling up.
Working part-time for minimum wage at the roller skating rink wasn’t cutting it.
So, here I am, in a place where everyone hates me.
I’ve yet to make one friend, and it 's not like I‘m truly looking for any, but it would be nice.
Turning the corner, I walk into a wall of muscle, falling on my ass.
I look up and see none other than the Devils of Jefferson Bay.
Kavi “KJ” James, Thane “TK” King, and Lance “LP” Parks are the three Kings of school.
They are the guys that everyone is afraid of, intimidated by, and avoids at all costs.
They run the school and everyone in it, so I know they have agreed to the torture I’m experiencing here.
“Watch where the fuck you’re going, slut.” The tall Greek God, with dark brown hair and moss colored eyes, known as KJ, says.
I look behind him and see the other two standing behind him.
Tk is smirking down at me, his short, crew cut, black hair, and onyx eyes make him look like some kind of demon.
Looking over at LP, I see he is paying more attention to his phone than he is what’s going on at the moment.
Unlike the other two, he has pale skin, platinum blonde hair, and chestnut colored eyes.
I’d be lying if I said that in another life, they would be my type, but in this one, I’d never let them near me.
They move to walk around, stepping on my bag and notebooks.
“Stupid fucking pricks,” I murmur, hoping that they don’t hear me.
“What was that, slut?” I hear KJ ask.
That’s been my new nickname since the night of that fucking party. I still don’t know who was behind those masks that night, but when I do find out, there will be hell to pay for everyone involved. After all, I'll have the money to make sure of it.
“So-So, please come with me tonight to this party. You're leaving to go to the fancy ass school anyway.” Kass says, putting her arm around my shoulder.
Tonight is the annual party at Daven’s house.
Each year, he throws a party where everyone is invited as long as there isn’t any drama.
Declan’s a rich boy with a scary as fuck attitude if he is crossed in any way.
All of his parties are legendary, and anything goes there.
He always provides the best drugs, booze, and eye candy.
“Please.” She asks again.
We’ve been best friends for years, and inseparable.
I even offered to bring her along with me, but she just said, “I’m allergic to the rich”.
The funny thing is, she wants to crash one of their parties tonight.
Ugh, and knowing her, she’s going to want to dress up, makeup, and all.
I hate dressing up; it makes me feel like shit knowing it makes me look so much like a younger version of my mom.
“Please, it’s Devil's night and you know how much I love to create chaos on my favorite day.” She gives me her famous pout that she knows I can’t say no to.
“Fine, I’ll go.” I agree, rolling my eyes that she got me to agree to another one of her crazy plans again.
“Great! After school, we can go to mine before heading to yours.” She says, kissing me on the cheek and running off for class.
I spend the next few hours attending classes and anxiously awaiting the final bell of the day. When the bell finally rings, I pack up all my things and head out to meet Kass. I find her at her locker, wiping tears from her face, and that instantly puts me on alert.
“Kass?” I call her name, causing her to turn and look at me. “Who am I fucking up?”
She wipes her face, schooling her features, and says, “Nobody. I’m just going to miss you.”
I know that’s not the whole truth. I’ve always been able to read her. I won’t push, though, because I’ve learned she’ll always tell me on her own time.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. We got a kick ass party to attend and a mom to check on.” She says, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the parking lot, where we climb into her '83 Monte Carlo and take off.
We spend the next few hours getting ready at Kass’ place.
She’s wearing a green mini dress with gold six-inch heels.
It complements her red hair, emerald eyes, and pale skin.
She always looks like a Goddess and has a fiery attitude to match.
She’s always been the hot-headed one of our duo, and I wouldn’t change anything about her.
She talked me into wearing the matching purple one with black stiletto spiked heels. We’ve decided to wear our hair down, resulting in wavy curls. Locking my matching heart locket in place and adding my signature hoop earrings.
“I’m ready to go,” I say, looking over at Kass, angrily typing on her phone.
“Kass, is everything okay?” She looks up at me, then smiles.
“Yeah, of course. You worry too much.” She smiles, getting off the bed, and walking over.
“Stop worrying and let’s enjoy the night.” She smiles.
Grabbing my hand, she drags me out of the room and down the steps, yelling to her mom that she’s going out.
Her mom won’t even notice that she's gone, as she’ll already be drunk by now.
We head out the door and climb in the car, making a quick stop by my house before we drive forty minutes to the party.
“Nothing. I didn't say anything at all.” I reply, keeping my voice as low as possible.
“That’s what I fucking thought.” They laugh. “Next time you call us names, you'd better be prepared to say it on your knees.”
I hear them walking away, still laughing to themselves. I swear I can’t wait to finish this year and get the fuck out of here. It's my own fucking fault for making myself a mark. It all goes back to that stupid fucking party when I first arrived. Why didn’t I just keep my ass at home?