Kings of Quarantine (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #1) - Caroline Peckham ,Susanne Valenti Page 0,137

you, Barbie doll.

“Place her hand on the dash,” I said in a low voice as I moved around the cart and pulled a tin of tomatoes from the back of it. Blake laughed darkly and a cruel smile twisted his mouth as he moved closer to the cart to get a front row seat to the show.

Kyan’s eyes flashed dangerously and he shifted forward suddenly, crushing Tatum between him and the steering wheel before releasing her throat and snatching her wrist into his grasp.

“Stop!” Tatum yelled as she thrashed and kicked, trying to break free as Kyan forced her hand down on the dash before me. She kept fighting and the smirk on Kyan’s face said that he didn’t mind her bouncing about in his lap like that.

“You were just given an order, Plague,” I said, loud enough for her to hear me over her continued screams. “Are you sure you want to ignore it?”

“C’mon Cinderella, be a good girl and do as you’re told,” Blake taunted.

I raised the tin above her hand, my muscles tensing as I gripped it tightly.

“Last chance to do as I ordered you,” Kyan warned, his grip on her unrelenting as her wild eyes fixed on the tin in my hand.

I swung my arm back, adrenaline sweeping me away on a tide.

“You’re Saint’s little bitch!” she shrieked as I slammed the tin down with all my strength.

The dash cracked with a bang that even sent bits of plastic flying as the tin slammed into it right beside her hand and Tatum’s scream of terror sent an electric current zipping through my body all the way to my toes.

I whooped with excitement and Kyan laughed like a fucking hyena.

“Good to see you got there in the end, baby,” he cooed, lifting her out of the cart as he got to his feet before dumping her back down on her ass behind the wheel.

“You’re insane!” she yelled. “The lot of you are fucking insane! You belong in a goddamn psych ward, or better yet a super max!”

“Tough luck, Barbie, people like us don’t get punished for being the way we are – we just use it to rule the fucking world,” I taunted, giving her a feral grin before tossing the tin of tomatoes into her lap.

Blake laughed wildly, whooping with excitement as he ran and leapt into his cart.

Tatum glared at me as she fought to catch her breath, that wild look in her eyes turning me on so much that I was almost tempted to kiss her.

She’d probably punch me for it, but that would only get me harder.

I forced myself to look away from her as Kyan leapt into the next cart, still howling with laughter like he’d never stop.

“Let’s get back to The Temple before the rest of the assholes on campus wake up and realise all of the food is gone,” I said with a wicked smile. “We need to fill the crypt with this stuff where no one will ever find it. Then I wanna build a fucking throne out of toilet paper right by my window where they can all see me sitting in it as they hunt the forest for leaves that are soft enough to wipe with.”

Blake spun his cart in a few doughnuts which almost made some of the toilet paper on the back of it topple out before tearing away down the hill towards The Temple. Kyan slammed his foot on the accelerator and shot away down the hill after him and I blasted the high pitched horn to make Barbie follow on next. She had the tin of tomatoes gripped in her fist and I got the impression she was imagining what it would feel like to cave my head in with it.

“Murderous is a good look on you, Barbie,” I called and she had the nerve to flip me the finger.

Luckily for her, I was chasing a high right now though so I just flipped her off right back and laughed as she sped off after Kyan.

I’d never realised that I was fated to be the king of toilet paper, but if that was my destiny in life then I’d happily sit up on my Charmin throne and lord it over everyone.

We made it back to The Temple and I quickly opened the doors as we began to unload the carts. This work really would have been better suited to a few Unspeakables, but I had two very good reasons for not wanting that.