My Stolen Life - Steffanie Holmes Page 0,77

out. “You were telling us all about posca.”

“That’s because…” I sigh. I can’t explain. I don’t have to explain. “Fine. It’s like… Just help me understand what I’m looking at.”

Noah tugs on his school tie. He’s always so orderly – Gabriel dresses as though he peels his uniform off the bottom of a pile of groupies every morning (at least partially true), but Noah’s always perfectly buttoned and pressed. It’s sexy as fuck, actually, how much control he exerts over himself and everything in his life.

He’s a good teacher, too. He writes out each stage of the problem and uses real-world examples so I can grasp what exactly it is I’m trying to work out. He’s strict – he doesn’t let me mouth off. Of course, that only makes me do it more. He gets so flustered around me. I don’t fit neatly into the box he assigned for me in his head, and he doesn’t know yet if he still hates me or… I remember the hardness of him pressing against me at the party. He was flustered then, that’s for sure.

I like having this effect on him.

At the end of our hour, Noah hands a page of problems back to me, with only two wrong answers. “I think you might actually have a shot of passing the next quiz.”

I dare a grin. “They’ll think I cheated.”

“Probably. A word of advice – if you’re going to cheat, don’t copy Gabriel’s work. He’s almost as behind as you are.” Noah stands up and shrugs his bag over his shoulder. He doesn’t look me in the eye as he turns away. “See you tomorrow, Mac.”

Antony gets back to me with the news that he ‘sent a few guys around’ to sort out the Brutus situation. He doesn’t elaborate on the details, but I don’t need to ask. “The weird thing is, when we got past the guards, he wasn’t inside,” Antony says. “His headquarters have been completely cleared out. We’ve put out the word, and he’s nowhere to be seen in Emerald Beach. He must’ve been tipped off I was coming for him, so he skipped town to save his pretty ass. He’s probably in Mexico by now. You’ve got nothing to worry about from him.”

Even so, Antony keeps the guard on my house. I feel a weight lifted from my shoulders – for now, Queen Boudica and I are safe. I’d be happier if I had Brutus’ head on a plate next to Alec’s, but that might come in good time.

After Antony’s good news, the rest of the week flies by – I eat lunch with the guys at the royals table while Alec stares dagger eyes into my back from a lonely corner of the dining hall. I walk the halls with Gabriel or Eli’s arm around my shoulders, basking in their warmth and popularity. Noah and I throw barbs at each other while he tutors me. We toss around ideas for getting our vengeance on Alec and Cleo. I send videos of Queen Boudica chasing a fuzzy mouse to Eli and receive strings of hilarious Roman History memes from George.

I dare to believe that maybe the rest of the year could go like this – a normal teenage existence, with normal friends and normal hormones and normal revenge plots and not the gaping hole of loneliness that’s been threatening to devour me.

I should have known better.

The next Thursday night, I don’t go to tutoring with Noah. Instead, I pull on the world’s tiniest red skirt and head to my first cheerleading practice.

That’s right, I, Mackenzie Malloy – the Ice Queen witch bitch ghost slut extraordinaire – am officially a base for the Stonehurst Prep cheer squad. When Mrs. Anderson heard from Ms. Drysdale about the ‘family bereavement’ that prevented me from completing my previous audition, she allowed me to do a make-up. Her verdict: my ‘pep’ could definitely use some work (it’s hard to look smiley with Cleo staring daggers at you from the bleachers) but my tumbling skills and strength would be an asset for the team.

After class on Thursday, I head outside for some fresh air before practice starts. Gabriel’s smoking weed under the bleachers. I jump down beside him and whip the joint from his hands, leaning my head against his shoulder as my head fills with lovely THC clouds.

Eli and Noah are on the field, running drills with the rest of the track team. Eli’s clearly the star of the team – he’s out

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