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anger burning within me. I spotted a pickup truck.
“Yes!” I smiled when I spotted a tire iron lying in the truck bed.
With a determined march, I headed toward Nic’s car.
“Mandi...what...are you...doing?” I spun around at the sound of Kristie’s gasping voice, the tire iron high above my head. She backed up, her hands in the air, those innocent baby blue eyes of hers wide with fright.
Ha! Innocent my ass.
“Back off, bitch!”
Her pink lips quivered. “I though you were my friend.”
Was she kidding me?
“Screw you and Nic! Oh, wait. You already did.”
In one swift movement, I slammed the tire iron down on the windshield, shattering the glass into a million pieces.
Immediately, I felt a rush of relief. It felt so good that I walked to the back of the car with a smile and smashed the other window. Yeah, busting his car’s windows was a juvenile thing to do, but I didn’t give a shit. He deserved it. That bastard made me fall in love with him. I actually felt guilty about Julian, and I didn’t even do anything. And he...and Kristie...they...
I slammed the tire iron on the hood of the car. It crumpled with a satisfying crunch.
“Hey, Kristie. Is the party over already? Sorry I ditched you and Nic, but this cute guy—Whoa!” Steve snatched the tire iron out of my hands. “What are you doing to Nic’s car?”
“Mind your own business,” I spat. “Give it back to me.”
“Are you drunk?”
“I’m perfectly sober. Now give me back the tire iron.”
“No way! You and Kristie are coming inside with me and telling me what happened.”
“You go inside. Take that skank with you before I rip her head off.”
He took a step toward me, but stopped when he saw that I was in no mood to be messed with. I turned my attention back to the Porsche’s shattered windows, barely noticing Steve dragging away a sobbing Kristie.
It wasn’t enough. The pain was still there. The image of Kristie naked in Nic’s arms went through my mind. His kisses, his touches...Shit! They had probably been carrying on behind my back all year, and I was the one who had invited her back into his life!
I barked out a laugh as I pulled my key across the red paint. The key scraped across the driver’s side of the car, its high-pitched squeal piercing my ears.
I wrote the only Spanish cussword I could think of. It didn’t help. My chest wanted to explode. My cheeks were wet. I couldn’t stop crying. Why was I still crying?
“Mandi!” Nic stormed out of the building.
I turned and ran as fast as I could. Stupid flip-flops were slowing me down. I didn’t want to see him or hear any of his lame excuses. My legs pumped as I dashed across campus, tears blinding me. The darkness swallowed me as ran away from him, not knowing where I was going and not caring. I had trusted him! I thought he was the one for me. And for one moment, I’d even considered telling him about my family’s secret.
I stumbled and almost fell when one of one of my flip-flops broke apart.
“Mandi, will you please stop?”
“Stay away from me!” Picking up my shoes, I threw them at him. He swatted one away and then dodged the other.
Darting barefoot across the street to Sewell Park, a couple of cars blared their horns. I took the path that ran along the San Marcos River, hoping to lose Nic in the thick brush. I pushed forward, my side aching from the exertion.
I cursed with each step I took. The rocks were biting into my feet. To make it worse, I didn’t see a tree root jutting out from the ground, and I fell face down into the dirt. Scrambling to get up, Nic’s arms were suddenly around me.
“Let go of me!” I squirmed against him.
“Not until you hear me out.”
“I don’t want to hear your lies. Go tell them to that skank, Kristie. It’s obvious you get off on busty airheads. ”
“Stop it, Mandi! You’re acting crazy. You know I love you.”
I froze, my eyes blazing. “Love me? Love me!”
“Yes, I love you .”
“Well,
“Yes!” I smiled when I spotted a tire iron lying in the truck bed.
With a determined march, I headed toward Nic’s car.
“Mandi...what...are you...doing?” I spun around at the sound of Kristie’s gasping voice, the tire iron high above my head. She backed up, her hands in the air, those innocent baby blue eyes of hers wide with fright.
Ha! Innocent my ass.
“Back off, bitch!”
Her pink lips quivered. “I though you were my friend.”
Was she kidding me?
“Screw you and Nic! Oh, wait. You already did.”
In one swift movement, I slammed the tire iron down on the windshield, shattering the glass into a million pieces.
Immediately, I felt a rush of relief. It felt so good that I walked to the back of the car with a smile and smashed the other window. Yeah, busting his car’s windows was a juvenile thing to do, but I didn’t give a shit. He deserved it. That bastard made me fall in love with him. I actually felt guilty about Julian, and I didn’t even do anything. And he...and Kristie...they...
I slammed the tire iron on the hood of the car. It crumpled with a satisfying crunch.
“Hey, Kristie. Is the party over already? Sorry I ditched you and Nic, but this cute guy—Whoa!” Steve snatched the tire iron out of my hands. “What are you doing to Nic’s car?”
“Mind your own business,” I spat. “Give it back to me.”
“Are you drunk?”
“I’m perfectly sober. Now give me back the tire iron.”
“No way! You and Kristie are coming inside with me and telling me what happened.”
“You go inside. Take that skank with you before I rip her head off.”
He took a step toward me, but stopped when he saw that I was in no mood to be messed with. I turned my attention back to the Porsche’s shattered windows, barely noticing Steve dragging away a sobbing Kristie.
It wasn’t enough. The pain was still there. The image of Kristie naked in Nic’s arms went through my mind. His kisses, his touches...Shit! They had probably been carrying on behind my back all year, and I was the one who had invited her back into his life!
I barked out a laugh as I pulled my key across the red paint. The key scraped across the driver’s side of the car, its high-pitched squeal piercing my ears.
I wrote the only Spanish cussword I could think of. It didn’t help. My chest wanted to explode. My cheeks were wet. I couldn’t stop crying. Why was I still crying?
“Mandi!” Nic stormed out of the building.
I turned and ran as fast as I could. Stupid flip-flops were slowing me down. I didn’t want to see him or hear any of his lame excuses. My legs pumped as I dashed across campus, tears blinding me. The darkness swallowed me as ran away from him, not knowing where I was going and not caring. I had trusted him! I thought he was the one for me. And for one moment, I’d even considered telling him about my family’s secret.
I stumbled and almost fell when one of one of my flip-flops broke apart.
“Mandi, will you please stop?”
“Stay away from me!” Picking up my shoes, I threw them at him. He swatted one away and then dodged the other.
Darting barefoot across the street to Sewell Park, a couple of cars blared their horns. I took the path that ran along the San Marcos River, hoping to lose Nic in the thick brush. I pushed forward, my side aching from the exertion.
I cursed with each step I took. The rocks were biting into my feet. To make it worse, I didn’t see a tree root jutting out from the ground, and I fell face down into the dirt. Scrambling to get up, Nic’s arms were suddenly around me.
“Let go of me!” I squirmed against him.
“Not until you hear me out.”
“I don’t want to hear your lies. Go tell them to that skank, Kristie. It’s obvious you get off on busty airheads. ”
“Stop it, Mandi! You’re acting crazy. You know I love you.”
I froze, my eyes blazing. “Love me? Love me!”
“Yes, I love you .”
“Well,
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