Read Online If Only You Knew by Denene Millner - Free Book Online

Rhea questioned under her breath.
    A low gasp escaped the crowd of wide-eyed dancers, who stood frozen in place.
    Dara flipped Rhea the middle finger. Making a point to obviously glance over at Marcus, she continued addressing Sydney. “Hmm, well that’s not what our boy said last—”
    â€œUm, just what in the hell is going on here?” Laurendemanded sharply as she pushed her way through the ring of ponytailed zombies. At the sight of her sister’s ashen face and Dara’s contemptuous smirk, she stepped between the two and turned to face her squad. “This ain’t any damn carnival sideshow! Get your crap and hit the track. Practice starts in five minutes,” she snapped. “So unless you cows want to run laps from now until the game on Monday, you better get moving!” Within seconds, the girls grabbed their duffel bags and disappeared.
    Once they were all gone, Lauren faced Dara. “Um, is there a problem?”
    â€œNope. I said what I had to say,” Dara gloated as she grabbed her stuff and headed out the door behind the rest of the squad.
    Lauren rolled her eyes at Dara’s retreating back before turning back to face Sydney. “Hey, I don’t know what just happened, but—”
    â€œSave it,” Sydney coldly cut Lauren off. She stepped onto the floor beside Carmen and waited for Rhea to hop down, too.
    â€œHuh? What did I do?” Lauren questioned defensively. “I don’t even know what just happened between you two.”
    â€œYes, the hell you do,” Sydney spat back contemptuously. “Shoot, if I can recall correctly, you knew a long time before I did. So please don’t bother trying to do something about it now, all after the fact.”
    â€œLet it go, Sydney,” Carmen said softly to her friend. “It’s not worth it.”
    â€œNo kidding, Carmen,” Lauren snipped. “‘Cause if this is what I get for trying to have her back, let me just mind my damn business.” And with that, Lauren grabbed her duffel and stomped away.
    I cannot believe that sloppy-ass hooker just tried me like that, Sydney thought as she sat in the front seat of Carmen’s Freelander, fuming. Counting backward from ten, she exhaled loudly and turned to the backseat, where Rhea sat looking just as annoyed. “So on a scale of one to ten, how bad was that?”
    â€œDefinitely a ten,” Rhea groaned as she slipped on her pink Chanel sunglasses.
    â€œThe best part,” Sydney started to say as she turned around to dig her phone out of her bag, “is that, not even two days ago, Marcus was all up in my face talking about how much he missed me and wanted to get back together!”
    â€œWhat?” Carmen exclaimed as she abruptly stopped backing the truck out of the parking spot and looked at Sydney like she had three heads. “And there that idiot was, all loud and proud about being with him last night!”
    â€œYes, ma’am,” Sydney replied.
    â€œShe’s crazy and he’s pathetic,” Rhea mumbled glaring out the window in the direction of the track.
    â€œNegroes K-I-L-L me,” Carmen said with a shake of her head as she resumed driving.
    â€œMmm-hmm,” Sydney chimed as she finally found the slim iPhone tucked between two spiral notebooks. “But I got something for the both of them.”
    â€œWhat you talking about, Syd?” Rhea questioned, leaning forward between the two front seats.
    â€œYou’ll see,” Sydney murmured as she tapped away. Moments later she triumphantly pulled Jason Danden’s contact information up and showed it to the girls.
    â€œOh, shoot,” Carmen hooted as they pulled up to a light.
    â€œYou weren’t playing when you said you had something!” Rhea exclaimed. “That boy is straight smoking.”
    â€œI can’t believe I’ve had this number for two months and never once used it,” Sydney confessed,