Surge - Maya Nicole Page 0,55

chest, glaring at me. I turned back to Mr. Garcia. "I identified them though."

"Did you press charges?"

I twisted my mouth to the side. "No. They said being chased wasn't a crime."

"I can find out how much a replacement would cost and see if we have enough money in our funds to replace it."

"Thank you. I-"

"Mr. Garcia, shouldn't she have to pay for the camera since her negligence broke it? That money is supposed to be to update old equipment." Ashley needed to shut up and go away.

I didn't take my eyes off Mr. Garcia. "I'll take that under consideration. Go sit down. We need to get started."

I kept my eyes down as I went to my computer and sat down. Tory nudged me. "Are you okay?"

"No."

If I had to pay for the camera, I was going to have to start selling furniture.

"Where's my car?" I stared at the empty space where I had parked my car. "This is where I parked it, isn't it?"

Ivy stood next to me and looked around. I had parked right next to her like I normally did. "Do you think they could have..."

I didn't know what to think. So far, the things they'd done to me had been childish. Stealing my car would be stooping to a new low.

"There's only one way to find out." I turned back toward the school with Ivy hot on my heels.

I was angrier than I had ever felt. If I'd had my knife, there was no telling what I'd have done with it. I stopped short and Ivy almost bumped into me.

"What is it?"

I shut my eyes. "I need to calm down."

I took a few deep breaths and then continued to the aquatic center where the swim team was holding practice.

"What are you going to do?" Ivy was struggling to keep up with me. I told her that wearing wedges wasn't a good choice in footwear. I don't even know how she managed to make it to some of her classes on time. A few were across the campus from each other.

"Confront them." I flung open one of the doors and marched inside. I was still angry, but my stabby feelings had passed, at least for the time being. "Embarrass them."

"Girl, I don't know if it's you that will be embarrassing them." Ivy pulled me to a stop once we were inside the facility. The pool area was only being used by the women's swim team. "They are getting worse. I don't want you to get hurt anymore."

I turned to face her. "My mom is missing and they are tormenting me. What do you want me to do? Just lay down and take it?" I shook my head. "They have souls, Ivy, I've seen it. I just need to make them see that I'm not going to break."

I headed across the facility to the doors leading to the weight room. "You've kind of got the whole angry chick vibe going on right now."

I snorted and pulled open the door. "I have a reason."

"Holy hotness." Ivy's eyes widened as we came to a stop in the doorway.

Most of the guys were shirtless and sweaty. Had I not been pissed off and on a mission, I would have appreciated the view. My eyes were set on finding three assholes that were probably just as shirtless and sweaty.

It was as if I was beckoned by them because I found them clear across the room in the squat racks without skipping a beat. There were some stares as I crossed the room, but most of the swim team was focused on their workouts, or pretending to be.

"Where's my car?" I put my hands on my hips and stood right in the middle of the squat platform.

Morgan had just come out of a squat and walked forward to rack his weight. He wiped his brow with his forearm and I watched him in the mirror.

"Your car?" Blake added a plate on one side of the bar. "What do you mean?"

"My car is missing from the parking lot. Where is it?" I clenched my fists at my sides and reminded myself that I was a calm and collected individual.

"We don't know what you're talking about. Are you high?" Jax stepped up to the bar and settled it on his back. "You shouldn't be standing there."

I moved to the side as he backed up and started squatting. I didn't know much about squatting, but it looked like it was a lot of weight.

"Maybe I should be