Angelica "Freak Two" Munson

Chapter 15

"Look what we have here, gentlemen." Tommy flashes a grin as his posse fills in around him. "Freak Two has arrived. Where's Freak One? I can't seem to find him anywhere."

"What the fuck do you want, Tommy?" Angie snaps, hands tightening on her locker.

"We just told you," another boy steps closer, invading her personal space. "We're just looking for our good ol' pal, Eddie."

"Oh, you must be Tommy's new bitch." She tilts her head, unimpressed.

The boy scoffs, bending toward her. "The name's Jason Carver."

"Well, Tommy's new bitch," she says, placing her hands on his shoulders and shoving him back with ease. "Get the fuck out of my face."

He stumbles but quickly regains his balance as the other boys help him up. 

"You're so—" He charges, but Tommy holds him back.

"Dead?" Angie interrupts with a fake pout. "Yeah, I've heard that before."

Jason glares at Tommy, seeking permission to fight her. 

Tommy smirks. 

"We'll get what we want," he whispers as a teacher passes by, "but not here."

Jason fixes his jacket, glowering, and stomps off with the rest of the team. 

Angie blows him a kiss over her shoulder just to make sure he knows she's enjoying it.

"You know, one of these days, he's gonna come after you," Jonathan says with a laugh, greeting her.

"Yeah, maybe," she shrugs, opening her locker to grab her bag. "But I'll kick his ass when he does."

Jonathan chuckles, shaking his head. "I could never be that confident myself."

"Did you hear about that party at Tina's?" Angie asks, sliding her bag over her shoulder.

"What party? Tina's hosting another one?"

"Yeah. She does all the parties 'cause her parents are never home."

"What's the party even for?"

"Spring break, I think."

"Spring break isn't for another month."

"Then Valentine's Day," she corrects, eyes sparkling with mischief.

Jonathan hesitates. "I don't know, Ange... Parties aren't really my thing."

"They're not mine either. That's why we should go," she presses.

He still doesn't look convinced, so she leans in with another lure. "Plus... you can bring Nancy. It's Valentine's Day. Bring your Valentine."

"We're not an official thing yet. You know that."

"But you could be if you asked her. Whisper in her ear, 'Will you be my girlfriend?' Come on, don't be a scaredy cat. She's obviously into you—you did sleep together..."

Jonathan freezes, exhaling through his nose. "Alright, alright," he says, holding up his hands. "If I say yes, will you stop?"

"Absolutely," she grins, victorious.

"Fine," he rolls his eyes, resigned. "I'll go."

"Thank you! Honestly, I'm so lonely with Eddie at home sick." She slams her locker shut, and the two head down the hall to third period.

Steve watches from across the hallway, leaning against his locker. 

He knows he should stay away from Angie, but even after pushing her away, he can't stop checking that she's okay.