Chapter 127

Harper

"Oh my God, I cannot wait until finals are over,”

Sadie says to me as we make our way down the hall at school. "Same,’ I agree, completely distracted as I look for Easton.

He texted me only a few minutes ago saying he didn't wake up with his alarm and now he's running late.

I know that's because we were studying last night at the library, trying to prepare for our history final.

It was the only place I could get my parents to let me go.

They believed I was studying with Sadie, which at first, I was. Sadie and Ryan were there with us, but they eventually took off. Leaving Easton and I alone. We tried to study, we really did.

But we ended up getting distracted. Too much smiling at each other. Hands bumping, fingers tangling.Kissing.

Lots and lots of kissing... ".and on top of everything else I've got going on, my cramps are freaking awful today. Like, the worst. I'm gonna need to mainline some Midol to make it through,’ Sadie says, just before she starts to laugh.

"I mentioned to Ryan how orgasms help ease cramps but he says he doesn't want to bathe his dick in the Red Sea.”

“Oh my God, TMI, my friend,”

I practically groan, shoving her shoulder. The last thing I want to hear about is my brother having sex with my best friend when she's on her— Yeah. Can't even finish the thought. Sadie's laughter grows as she nearly goes toppling over. "Sorry. Couldn't resist."

Her gaze snags on the girls’ bathroom door up ahead. "Speaking of cramps, let's make a stop in the bathroom real quick before class starts."

“Okay.”

“Have you started yet?"

"You usually do

"No.... haven't.”

month like usual. I open my phone—got that back from my mom

“What the hell—”

the back of Sadie, who's come to a complete stop

as I stare at my phone screen. A text

got here.

shit! I'm gonna

at first. Until the letters come into focus and I read the words spray painted big and

possible while I just stand there, too shocked to move. "We need to report this

stall door. I thought we were alone in here.

suddenly smacks open and

turns on

the mirror,

talking mad shit about

me, her expression one of pure innocence. "I

“Who did this?"

up to her, her entire body tense. "Did Aisha put you up to

of paper towels from the dispenser, wiping her hands before

at the words written on the

closer, practically getting

“It wasn't me,”

says, her voice firm.

"She's not even here.”

in front of her chest.

a step back, her confused gaze going

coming to life. I can't let Sadie fight all of my battles. “It's finals week. She wouldn't miss

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