Page 67 of Their Cruel Play
Okay
Me:
Did you know she’d go to the girls’ locker room?
I sit in my desk chair and stare at my monitor. Harper could be changing in her room right now. I could open the connection and watch her. It might be enough to calm me down, seeing her happy and whole, knowing she’s getting ready for dinner with me and the guys.
Me:
It’s not a difficult question
Sidney:
It was a possibility, but I don’t control your girl
That’s not no. Maybe it’s time to hunt down the sophomores Harper talked to in the bathroom. I made sure Harper gave me a detailed description. Matching that up with the cheerleading yearbook photo for this year, it wasn’t difficult to find exactly which one she talked to.
Zoey Turner. She’s new to the squad this year, so may not be loyal to Sidney. Harper suspects she isn’t.
What else do I need from Sidney?
Me:
Why are you contacting me when you have Zach?
Is he not enough for you?
I hope he’s reading over her shoulder. Honestly, I don’t know Zach well. We don’t hang out. We see each other at parties and in school, but that’s it. He has his crew and I have mine.
Sidney:
He’s definitely enough
Me:
That doesn’t explain why you’re hitting me up then
Sidney:
You know why
She’s always been the most popular girl in our class, but after we had sex, it pushed her higher than other girls. It didn’t matter if I fucked other girls. As long as I came back to her, she kept her power.
But this year shouldn’t matter. She’s on top. She obviously doesn’t need me to fuck her, so what’s her game now? What does she think I know?
Fuck, I hate when girls play games. I’ll have better luck going to the sophomore and figuring out if she’s just a Sidney wanna-be.
I open up my social media to find out where the parties are tonight. I’m not looking for the party I know we’ll end up at. The one I’m looking for is where a JV cheerleader will be. It’s time tosee if she has answers and figure out what power she’s helping bring up.
The party issmall and the crowd is mostly underclassmen. I walk into the space and ignore the whispers as I pass through. This isn’t my territory, but all the school is mine. I’m not worried about being alone. No one here can touch me.
The music isn’t loud. Most people are sitting around and talking. A freshman hurries over to me.
“Uh, they said to lead you to them.” He’s a nervous little creature who hasn’t hit his growth spurt yet.
When I nod, he looks so relieved I’m worried he’ll wet himself. Fortunately, he has control over his bladder. He leads me through the living room, past a kitchen, and out to the backyard.
There are a bunch of high schoolers in bathing suits in and around the pool. It’s definitely not as wild as Jason’s will be later. This party probably won’t get broken up until after midnight.
