Empire High Elite (Empire High #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,45

hell did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything,” Felix said.

“You expect me to believe that? You’re a drug dealer.” He tried to step around Miller, but Miller blocked his path. “You wanted to get with my girl and the only way you could do it was to get her high off her mind? You laced these with something, you dirtbag.” He threw the sugarcake at Felix.

Felix ducked, but not quite quickly enough. The sugarcake smooshed into the side of his face, smearing the blood along his jawline. Felix lunged at Matt, but Miller stopped him.

“Enough!” Miller said. And then he laughed. And then he stopped. And then he laughed again. “Shit. There is definitely something in those.”

Everyone turned toward Cupcake, who was sitting there happily on the couch munching on a sugarcake.

“What?” he said. “I told Brooklyn not to have any more and everyone made it seem like I was a monster. I was trying to get her to pace herself. She didn’t listen.”

“Pace myself?” I asked. “What the hell is in those sugarcakes?”

“Pot, obviously. I was trying out a new recipe so it would be easier to get away with selling them at school. It was Felix’s idea. He’s a freaking genius. We’re all about to make so much money.”

“Fuck,” Felix said and ran his hand down his face. “We were supposed to work on the recipe together, you dick.”

“I thought you’d be happy that I did it so fast. Surprise.”

“Happy? You freaking drugged us, Cupcake. What the hell is your problem?”

“Wait,” Kennedy said. “You’re selling drugs?” She looked upset. Furious even. But her face looked so calm, like she was about to fall asleep.

“Yeah, Felix gave me a stake in his business when he had to stop selling himself. I thought everyone already knew this? Kennedy, you tried out my first batch last night.”

Her face went ghostly pale. “I can’t believe you,” Kennedy said. Instead of falling asleep like I thought she was about to, she stood up. “I trusted you, Cupcake.”

That sentence was ridiculous. She did realize that, right? Trusting a cupcake? I held back my laughter because I could tell it wasn’t the right time. But I swore the smile on my face probably looked like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland.

“Why do I always fall in love with drug dealers?” she said and put her face in her hands.

Always? I looked at Felix. He was the only other drug dealer I knew. Kennedy had told me she didn’t like Felix when I’d confronted her about it. But then I thought about how weird Kennedy had been when I’d first started hanging out with Felix. How she’d tried to get me to stay away from him. How she’d kept saying she thought Felix was probably related to me. God. Rob had even tried to warn me about this, but I hadn’t listened to him. Kennedy really was in love with Felix?

But Felix didn’t react to what she said at all. No one did. The only person that knew what she meant was me.

I put my hand on her back. I didn’t even care about the fist fight that had just happened right in front of me. I was solely focused on my friend’s pain. “Kennedy, I’m so sorry. You told me you didn’t…I didn’t…” I let my voice trail off. My best friend was in love with the guy I just told I was in love with. And I couldn’t say any more in front of all these people who were still clueless.

“What?” she said and pulled her face out of her hands. Her eyes grew round as what she’d just said dawned on her. “I didn’t mean that. I’m just upset that my boyfriend is selling drugs without telling me and tricking me into being his guinea pig!” Her throat made a weird squeaking noise when she swallowed.

For a second everyone just stared at her.

“I have to go.” She sprinted so fast I would have sworn she was on the track team.

“Shit.” Cupcake ran after her.

I tried to move around Miller to run after her too, but he stopped me.

“You were only given permission to come here,” Miller said. “You can’t follow them wherever they’re going.”

“So now we’re following the rules again?”

“I only didn’t follow them one time by letting those two in in the first place. And look at what happened.” He gestured toward the broken coffee table.

“No, this happened because you just let Matt waltz in here and he’s not on my approved