You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

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?"

me. "You

"No.... haven't.”

bathroom, mentally calculating the last time I had my period. Last month like usual. I open my phone—got that back from my mom yesterday thank God—and check my period app

“What the hell—”

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

stare at my phone screen. A text

just got here. Where are

Will come see you in a sec. “Look at the mirror, Harper. Just—holy shit! I'm gonna go off and kill a blonde bitch

sinks and I glance up, staring at it, not comprehending at first. Until the letters come into focus and I read

every angle possible while I just

direction of the closed stall door. I thought we were alone in here. Sadie sends me a look, her eyes wide. I can only shrug in return. Whos

stall door suddenly smacks open

turns on the water, dumping a bunch

gaze meets ours in the mirror, right below the

mad shit about you, hmmm,

her expression one of pure innocence. "I don't

“Who did this?"

body tense. "Did Aisha

of paper towels from the dispenser, wiping her hands before tossing the crumpled paper in the trash. "Are you accusing me of writing

written

takes a step closer, practically getting in

“It wasn't me,”

her voice firm.

"She's not even here.”

front of her chest. "She's sick

back, her confused gaze going to

Sadie fight all of