hideously long line at Starbucks during a time when I thought people should be looking for dinner instead of a caffeine high—clearly I was wrong.
Once the guy with the multiple piercings through everything but his eyeball handed me the cup wrongly marked Olivia, I wasmore than ready to leave, not really wanting to be around people at this moment. The confrontations with Brayden and Daniel had been more than enough for me for one day.
I’d taken a sip which had burned the hell out of my tongue and was heading to the door when she came out of nowhere. I mean, really, why hadn’t I seen her and all that dark hair stacked on top of her head in a riot of curls before she was up in my face with that fake-ass smile?
“Hello,” she said.
“Hi, Kyra,” I replied.
“There’s something I need to say to you.”
No! My mind screamed. I did not want another confrontation and definitely not with this chick.
“I really need to get going, Kyra. I have someone waiting for me and I can’t be late.”
She nodded as if to say “yeah right” then proceeded to poke one of her elegantly painted nails into my shoulder.
“I want you to stay away from Brayden. He doesn’t want you around and neither do I. You’re messing up the plan. So whatever you two may have had before, this ‘friendship’ you both like to call it, is now officially over. Got it?”
It was hard listening to her words because I was much more focused on her continuous poking. Actually, the cat inside was becoming more and more interested in that as well. Another thingthe cat seemed to be reacting to was the stench. Kyra reeked of…of…no, not possible. She was a human, I knew that for a fact. And yet, I inhaled again, just one more time to be certain.
“Brayden and I are just friends,” I said in the calmest voice I could muster considering we were standing in the middle of Starbucks.
“Whatever,” she said with a wave of her hand. “We’re all he needs now.”
“We? What are you into, some type of group sex thing? I know Brayden and I don’t think he’s into the swinger scene.” This girl was looking at me like I was the nutcase, when clearly the things she was saying, matched with that weird scent, were what was really out of order here.
“What are you talking about?” she asked, then rolled those big eyes once more. “Look, just stay away from Brayden.”
Was she serious? She’d known Brayden for like fifteen minutes compared to how long I’d known him. Not to mention the fact that I could wrap one hand around her pretty little neck and squeeze, watching the blood drain from her face, if I wanted. Luckily for her I opted for the more human reaction. I nodded like I agreed, saying with absolutely no conviction, “Okay, whatever you say. Can I go now?”
She actually looked like she hadn’t been paying attention to me, but looking somewhere over my shoulder instead. This girlwas a real goofball. “Yeah, you can go,” she began sort of absently, but I was already moving around her.
“Bitch!”
I heard the word and thought I saw warning lights flashing red before my eyes. I had an impulsive nature, a temper that didn’t take much to flare up. I knew all this and had promised the Sanchezes I would keep it under wraps while attending the human college, but damn, she’d had to go there.
I turned slowly and was going to ask her to repeat herself but the gloating look she was giving me was just like she’d said the word all over again. I dropped my latte and the palm of my hand landed against her cheek before she could blink those false-ass lashes again. Her head snapped back and a scream escaped her, like I’d been attacking her instead of trying to slap some sense into the tramp. Everyone in Starbucks now had something else to interest them other than overpriced caffeine shots.
“I’m gonna kill you,” Kyra yelled and lunged at me.
It took no thought at all and even less effort to sidestep her. She tumbled into something
Once the guy with the multiple piercings through everything but his eyeball handed me the cup wrongly marked Olivia, I wasmore than ready to leave, not really wanting to be around people at this moment. The confrontations with Brayden and Daniel had been more than enough for me for one day.
I’d taken a sip which had burned the hell out of my tongue and was heading to the door when she came out of nowhere. I mean, really, why hadn’t I seen her and all that dark hair stacked on top of her head in a riot of curls before she was up in my face with that fake-ass smile?
“Hello,” she said.
“Hi, Kyra,” I replied.
“There’s something I need to say to you.”
No! My mind screamed. I did not want another confrontation and definitely not with this chick.
“I really need to get going, Kyra. I have someone waiting for me and I can’t be late.”
She nodded as if to say “yeah right” then proceeded to poke one of her elegantly painted nails into my shoulder.
“I want you to stay away from Brayden. He doesn’t want you around and neither do I. You’re messing up the plan. So whatever you two may have had before, this ‘friendship’ you both like to call it, is now officially over. Got it?”
It was hard listening to her words because I was much more focused on her continuous poking. Actually, the cat inside was becoming more and more interested in that as well. Another thingthe cat seemed to be reacting to was the stench. Kyra reeked of…of…no, not possible. She was a human, I knew that for a fact. And yet, I inhaled again, just one more time to be certain.
“Brayden and I are just friends,” I said in the calmest voice I could muster considering we were standing in the middle of Starbucks.
“Whatever,” she said with a wave of her hand. “We’re all he needs now.”
“We? What are you into, some type of group sex thing? I know Brayden and I don’t think he’s into the swinger scene.” This girl was looking at me like I was the nutcase, when clearly the things she was saying, matched with that weird scent, were what was really out of order here.
“What are you talking about?” she asked, then rolled those big eyes once more. “Look, just stay away from Brayden.”
Was she serious? She’d known Brayden for like fifteen minutes compared to how long I’d known him. Not to mention the fact that I could wrap one hand around her pretty little neck and squeeze, watching the blood drain from her face, if I wanted. Luckily for her I opted for the more human reaction. I nodded like I agreed, saying with absolutely no conviction, “Okay, whatever you say. Can I go now?”
She actually looked like she hadn’t been paying attention to me, but looking somewhere over my shoulder instead. This girlwas a real goofball. “Yeah, you can go,” she began sort of absently, but I was already moving around her.
“Bitch!”
I heard the word and thought I saw warning lights flashing red before my eyes. I had an impulsive nature, a temper that didn’t take much to flare up. I knew all this and had promised the Sanchezes I would keep it under wraps while attending the human college, but damn, she’d had to go there.
I turned slowly and was going to ask her to repeat herself but the gloating look she was giving me was just like she’d said the word all over again. I dropped my latte and the palm of my hand landed against her cheek before she could blink those false-ass lashes again. Her head snapped back and a scream escaped her, like I’d been attacking her instead of trying to slap some sense into the tramp. Everyone in Starbucks now had something else to interest them other than overpriced caffeine shots.
“I’m gonna kill you,” Kyra yelled and lunged at me.
It took no thought at all and even less effort to sidestep her. She tumbled into something
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