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Huh?
His buddies snickered and chortled with laughter. Cole
Bennett, one of the twins, even doubled over and wheezed
like he had just heard the best joke of the century.
I followed his gaze to my chest and then I looked back at
him. Wait…was he…did he…just…?
My body tensed, and I straightened my spine. “Excuse
me?”
My brain had finally caught on, and I could feel the
steam coming out of my ears. How dare he!
I crossed my arms over my chest, my cheeks burning
hot, and I held back an irritated growl. Yes, my boobs were
petite. The two mounds were almost non-existent compared
to the other girls my age, and they basically stopped
growing when I was fourteen.
But. He. Did. Not. Have. To. Rub. That. In. My. Face.
Oh wait, I forgot. He was an asshole. The asshole.
Maddox Coulter.
Berkshire Academy’s Star Quarterback.
Reckless bad boy. Infamous playboy.
The Casanova of the senior class and its golden boy.
And yes, a Class-A jerk, with unparalleled levels of
douchebaggery.
Maddox was well-known in Berkshire. His face was
catalogued into everyone’s brain and heart, and I wanted
nothing to do with him. Except, out of 325 boys in our
school, I had to bump into him today.
He was still smirking, and I let out an irritated sigh. “Are
you going to apologize to me or not? You bumped into me,”
I seethed, shoving my empty cup between us.
His dark blue eyes narrowed on my boobs again.
Apparently, Mr. Coulter had a short attention span because
he chose to ignore my words and decided to focus on my
tits instead. The same tits he just insulted.
I crossed my arms over my chest again and glowered at
him and his buddies. His gaze finally met mine, and I hated