My Lucky Charm by Scarlet Wolfe Page B

highlights throughout and big boobs. Her dark brown eyes and long lashes stand out, even over the ugly scowl on her face.
    “ I hope you know that Bran will use you and toss you aside. I was his girlfriend for quite some time, so I seriously doubt he’s going to go backward. I mean, do you honestly think you’re even in the same class as us?” She lets out a sinister, short laugh. “Honey, you’re barely a bottom feeder.”
    “If that’s the case, I guess it’s only up from here for me, but unfortunately for you , you’ll only get older and fatter, and you’ll wake up one day to the realization that no one gives a shit who you were in high school.”
    I reach in my purse and whip out a tampon before laying it on her desk. “You’re bleeding bitchiness, and there aren’t enough tampons in this world to soak that up, but this should get you started.”
    The class erupts into laughter, sending Amber out of the room in tears. Nicole follows behind her, and only a fraction of me feels satisfied. I refuse to be bullied, but two wrongs don’t make a right, and that was wrong. I definitely went too far.
    I walk into the cafeteria, and my eyes immediately flash to Bran’s table. He smiles at me, but I can’t smile back. Only one seat across and down from him is Nicole, and next to her is his ex. How could he have dated her? He’s kind and she’s so not.
    I can’t believe he calls them his friends. Although, there are those who I once called my friends, and I wouldn’t give them the time of day now, but he’s still associating with those he supposedly doesn’t respect anymore. Will he honestly not cave to the pressure he’s going to receive to dump me?
    I knew from the beginning this was a bad idea. I hurry to my table where Sierra is waiting. Gabe, Troy and Jarred are now sitting with us, too. The tears begin to fall, and I hurriedly wipe them away. My emotions defy me as more rain down on my cheeks. Shit.
    “Leah, what’s wrong?” Sierra asks.
    “Don’t. I already can’t stop crying.” I throw my hand out, giving her the signal to shut it.
    “Is this about the words you had with Amber? Everyone is talking about it,” she adds.
    My elbows go onto the table, and I bury my face into my palms, trying to soak up the tears. I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder.
    “Leah, you only dished back what she had coming to her,” Jarr ed says near my ear. “She’s evil, and you showed her what it’s like to be humiliated. You’re not the first person she’s treated like shit. Maybe she’ll think twice about it from now on.”
    “No, Jarred. I stooped to her level. I’m not that mean person. It’s just–I don’t even know who I am anymore. I didn’t want to believe what she was saying, but part of me did so I snapped.”
    “I can’t promise Brandon Jennings won’t do that to you, but she only said it to get under your skin,” he says.
    I feel him stroking my hair, and I know if Brandon witnesses this, it’s going to be disastrous, but I have little sympathy for Brandon at the moment when he’s sitting with those assholes. Can this day get any worse?

Brandon
    Cole’s talking to me about practice and our next game, but I can barely focus on what he’s saying. I keep wondering why Leah looked upset when she walked in a few seconds ago.
    Cole’s rambling in my left ear, and Anthony’s hitting my chest. I whip my head toward him. “What, man?” I ask aggressively.
    “Dude, I’m sorry, but I think you’ll want to see this,” he replies, pointing to the table Leah sits at.
    “What the fuck? Why is Jarred Bowling touching her and what’s wrong?” Everyone at my table shuts up and doesn’t move. “I have this strong suspicion that something went down today, and I want to hear what it is right now.”
    No one says a word, so I slam my fist on the table. All the girls jump, and I feel bad about it for all of two seconds, but then I remember what girls I’m sitting with. Nicole’s eyes