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Ten - Claws Out

Lexi

I groaned internally as I sat down seconds before the bell rang.

I have a sneaking suspicion I'm going to be distracted during class today.

I had seen how annoyed Natalie was when the guys had pressed Olivia for an invite to the get-together tomorrow night. Not only did Nat dislike me in general, but she had always viewed me as an obstacle between her and Asher.

I still don't understand why she thinks that. Asher has never once showed any interest in me.

I rolled my eyes at the thought, and prepared myself class, which meant a bit more than for a regular class. British Lit was one of my favorite classes, but Gloria was already whispering snide remarks from behind me.

"Pretty impressive for a virgin to have multiple guys begging for an invite from another girl for her. I wonder how whiny you were the night before that they felt so obligated to bring you along."

I gritted my teeth at the words. I knew her intent, and wanted to avoid getting in trouble for disrupting class.

I don't even really want to go, but she won't care about that fact.

"Oooh, or maybe you're not as innocent as we thought? Didn't beg one of them on your knees to go, did you? Or did it take more than one?"

My mouth was agape at both her words and the images that flooded my brain along with what she said.

Because of that mental shock, I had momentarily dropped my guard, and wasn't prepared for the sharp pinch of my skin between her nails.

"AH-" the yelp shot from my mouth before I could close my mouth, cutting off the sound. I attempted to cover my disruption with a cough, but felt my face flame as the class turned to look at me.

The teacher directed her raised eyebrow my way a moment longer before continuing with the lesson.

The chuckle in my ear sounded sinister as she spoke again.

"Better be careful, Lexi. We wouldn't want you to cause so much trouble you can't join us tomorrow."

My head was lowered at this point, so I saw from he corner of my eye as her hand approached my arm. I tensed, much more prepared for the next pinch, but all she did was brush a hair off the back of my shirt.

The chuckle she made in response to my reaction told me that had been her entire goal. When I relaxed again, ready to pay attention to what we would be reading over the weekend, that's when she pinched my arm again.

It hadn't been as sharp of a pinch, but it was the same spot as the one moments before, which had been dead center in the middle of the bruise from two days prior. As a result, I hissed in a sharp breath, fighting the urge to cry out.

"What's the matter, Little Girl? Can't handle a little pain?" Her whispered words seemed even more focused on my sex life today. I really had to bite my tongue to keep quiet as she continued to speak.

"You might want to work on that, if you hope to sleep with some of the guys around here."

Good thing I have no desire to sleep with the guys who go here.

That wasn't entirely true, as there were a couple of guys on campus I might consider having sex with, if I hadn't been pushed to be so thoroughly isolated from the male populace.

"The good things is, they'll absolutely love that you are so easily enticed into making sounds. I know for a fact one of the guys living in that house loves a girl who makes a lot of noise."