Shattered But Standing

Kace pushed the redhead against the lockers. "What if I make you scream my name tonight?" His lips skimmed over the pale length of her neck, grazing the edge of his teeth over her collarbone.

"Did you know you're the seventh girl this month he's used that line on?" I cut in, leaning my elbow against the locker next to the pair.

They both looked up, finally noticing my existence. Red blinked before what I said finally registered in that pretty little head of hers. She snapped back to Kace, obviously awaiting an explanation.

For once, his confidence faltered. "I wouldn't say the seventh -"

"Oh, you're right - I almost forgot about the twins! That makes you the ninth," I gave her a cheerful smile with a light fist bump to her arm.

She huffed angrily and walked off into the other end of the hallway, the obnoxious clanking of her heels fading with each step.

He whipped towards me, practically growling, "What the hell do you want?"

I smiled. "I thought you'd never ask."

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