Lucas Mabry wants it all.
He wants a girl, team captain, and the popularity that comes with it.
Unfortunately, the new girl wants nothing to do with him and he turns to the only person he thinks will help.
Nikki Young.
His worst enemy.
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Lucas
My heart is beating inside my chest.
An uncomfortable, sticky sheen of sweat covers my body from head to toe. My hands tighten on the steering wheel. My eyes are unfocused, almost blurry with the anger I feel inside my chest.
"Sorry, I dragged you into this. I - "
I slam my foot on the brake. The force causes our bodies to fly forward. Victoria's forehead slams against the dashboard. She whines, her hand on her forehead, eyeing me in disbelief.
Without thinking, my hands turn the steering wheel to the left. Victoria screams out in terror as the car cuts across incoming traffic. My heart hammers inside my chest as I enter the parking lot of a Target. Cars beep at me as I ignore stop signs and speed past them towards a parking space. I park at the back.
"What is wrong with you?!"
I unbuckle my seat belt and let my head fall on the wheel.
"Are you nuts?!"
"Please..." My eyes connect with Victoria's. "I need to think." I close my eyes and let my head fall limp.
"Okay." Her whisper is soft.
I exhale as slowly as I can. My body is still trembling. It would be a lie if I said I wasn't thinking about throwing her out the car. I suddenly can't stand her.
"I'm sorry, Lucas." Her lips begin to tremble. "I didn't want to tell you because... I was afraid you wouldn't like me anymore." She sniffles.
There are no tears in her eyes. Her face, however, is scrunched into a regretful expression.
"It's okay." I exhale. "I'm sorry for scaring you. Earlier." I wet my bottom lip, thinking over my next words.
There is no question in who I like anymore.
"Victoria, I - "
"I didn't use Nikki."
My eyes snap to hers.
"Nikki offered to buy me some things and I didn't want to be rude." Her hands bunch at the bottom of her shirt. "So, please don't tell her. I'm a little afraid of her reputation."
My chest rumbles in anger. "You shouldn't be. She's not like that anymore." I look out the window, my teeth gritting against each other. "I can't say the same about you."
"What?"
My eyes connect with her shocked ones. "Victoria," I exhale. "This isn't working out." I begin to scratch at my arms.
I've never broken up with a girl. All I had to do was stop replying to messages or ignore them in the halls. But now that I have the opportunity, I want to see her hurt. I want to see her cry. Because at this very moment, I hate her for what she did to Nikki.
