Bullshit

Chance pov

He's already getting on my nerves. That annoying jock left me standing in the boys' bathroom like a fool. “I'll think about it,” he said, like it was a business proposal. He is so full of himself, it irks me. Unfortunately, I need him for my plan. So today, I am not taking anything but yes as an answer.

“Chancy!” Selene screeched, pulling through the flock of students to get to me. I groaned, slamming my locker shut. I was not in the mood for her craziness this morning. I started walking towards my first class, AP Calculus. She fell into step with me, bouncing like a kid in a candy store. How is she so hype in the morning?

“Hey Chancy, guess what?” she said, smiling so wide it was blinding.

“What?” I asked, trying to sound as uninterested as I could.

She pouted, pushing her glossy lips toward my face. “Can you at least be a little bit more alive? You look like the mommy.”

“Gee, thanks bestie.” I rolled my eyes.

“Hey nerd,” some jock said, pointing at me, earning laughter from his wannabe cool friends.

“Beat it, Mark, with your Kermit the Frog face,” Selene replied and I snickered. Mark's friends ooed and ahhed. High school. Mark flipped her off.

“Anyway,” Selene continued, “about the surprise, I-”

“Chance.”

I froze. I turned around to see Mason walking towards us with Avery clinging to him, while his football friends followed like backup dancers. Mason looked annoyed. Actually, he looked pissed.

“What?” I replied flatly.

He scoffed. “Wow, you are really going to pretend right now?”

I blinked at him, genuinely curious what he was on about.

“My tires got slashed last night,” he said with a raised eyebrow, clearly accusing me of slashing them. He was just being ridiculous because there's no way-

Immediately my eyes drifted to Selene, who suddenly looked interested in her well- manicured hands. Oh my God. That was the surprise.

“You slashed his tires?” I whisper-yelled at her. She shrugged. What am I going to do with her?

“So you admit it? Chance, this is low even for you. I get it, you are heartbroken. Move on,” Mason said, looking between Selene and me.

What? My jaw tightened.

“Excuse me?”

“Look honey, I get it. I would be angry too if I got dumped and humiliated for a hotter, less nerdy version. But vandalizing his car? That's insane, sweetheart,” Avery said with fake sympathy.

She's really the b-word.

“Child, I know you not talking about yourself with those messed up attachments,” Selene replied, ready to fight.

“Selene,” I hissed because I wasn't trying to get detention. Knowing Selene, she would fight Avery, Mason, and the entire football team.

Mason stepped forward slightly, closer to me now. It brought back memories. “You need to move on, I already have. Stop embarrassing yourself, Chance. You are better than these childish antics.”

I will admit, that one hurt. The way he said it so casually, like six months meant nothing to him. Like I was some crazy ex who was still clingy.

I opened my mouth to reply but was cut off with screams. At first, I thought it was an emergency or something. Turns out it was Raid Bennett making an entrance. I rolled my eyes. Girls and guys were giving him heart eyes. Even Selene couldn't stop staring. He was walking with so much arrogant confidence.

“Hey baby.”

The entire hallway went silent. I was so lost in thought I didn't know he was standing alongside me or that he called me baby or that his hand was hanging around my waist leisurely, until Selene nudged me.

Snapping back to reality, I stared at him in shock. He was so close I could smell his cologne mixed with his masculine scent. His face was a few inches away from mine, his blue eyes shining with mischief.

Oh God. This was what I wanted, right? Why does it feel like I had just unleashed something that would hunt me?

“You spacing out again, love? Or is this you trying to make me forget what you did last night?” he said, causing more gasps to erupt around us. Then I noticed students recording us. I stared at him in shock. He looked amused, obviously enjoying catching me off guard. Meanwhile, Selene looked like she was seconds away from having cardiac arrest. I was too.

“Wait… what?” Avery said, finally breaking the silence. Raid finally looked at Mason, his signature smirk back on his face.

“Pretty boy,” he greeted mockingly.

“What the fuck is this? What games are you playing this time, Bennett?” Mason snarled, his expression dark and lethal.

Raid genuinely looked confused. “What mind games? Standing beside my girlfriend?”

Girlfriend? I felt heat rush to my face when his grip on my waist tightened like he was really claiming me. The hallway practically combusted. Students, hell, even teachers could not believe what was going on. Me too.

“Bullshit,” Mason scoffed, though he looked less confident than before.

“Come on, you don't believe me?” Raid said, making eyes like a wounded puppy. God, he was handsome. Oh no, Chance, he is not handsome, at least not to you. I let out a yelp when he pulled me flush against him, earning giggles from the girls. My hands rested on his chest, his rock-hard chest, to steady myself.

“How about we give them a show, sweet cheeks?” he asked with his eyebrow raised. Before I could make sense of what he meant, he kissed me. Right in the middle of Ashford High, in front of everybody. My brain stopped working. I unintentionally closed my eyes and kissed him back.

Maybe it was shock, maybe it was revenge, or maybe I had just lost my damn mind, but for a few seconds, I forgot I wasn't supposed to be kissing him. I could hear whistles and phone flashes but all my brain could recognize was his lips on mine.

Raid finally pulled away. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me smugly, then he winked at me before turning to look at Mason, who looked like he was ready to commit murder.

“How's that for bullshit?”