Page 17 of Reign of the Queen
Lunch is half over, and no kings show up in the cafeteria. What is going on here? I feel anger rising inside of myself, but I don't even know why I'm angry.Fuck these stupid kings.
Raegan and I decide to take a quick walk in the grassy courtyard before our next class. "So, you haven't seen them all day?" She asks, re-braiding her long, curly hair over her shoulder in a fishtail braid.
"Nope," I pop the "P" like a brat. Honestly, I'm no longer worried. Now I'm just pissed that they made me worry and feel guilty. That was probably their plan anyways, let’s stress the shit out of Mia.
We turn the corner from one of the stone archways into the expanse of the grassy courtyard, we can hear laughing, plus a radio or phone playing music from just a little farther down the hill. I nod for us to walk in that direction so we can see what's going on.
When we reach the top of the grassy hill, we look down and see a group of people fooling around on the grass. Immediately I notice three girls amongst the group based on the bare legs below the kilts. All are sitting around on blankets, with food and beverage take-out containers around them having a picnic.
Moving down the hill to get a closer look, I notice it's the kings and Melinda with her cronies. Melinda is sitting astride Carter's lap, and from the motion and the look on her face and his, even at a distance I can tell they are having sex right there in the open. She's riding him in front of everyone else. Long, red hair swinging around her shoulders, kilt bunched up around her waist, partial ass cheeks visible, and hands bracing on Carter's chest. On the other hand, he is fully clothed and just looks like he undid his pants for her. His hands are completely under her skirt, guiding her movements on top of him.Fucking gross.
Finn's just lying around on the blanket, his head in that Maria chick’s lap; she's playing with his short hair, and Theo's sitting back, intent on his phone. Moving my gaze over to Mateo, he has that blonde girl; ugh, what was her name, Sue…Susie…Susan…yeah, Susan. She’s on her knees in front of him while he looks down at her from his standing position. Almost like she's about to give him a blowie or something.What the ever-loving fuck.
"Am I seeing things or is Melinda riding Carter in broad daylight? Susan looks like she's about to blow Mateo right there, with everyone watching." Raegan turns to me, face scrunched up, disbelief and disgust evident in her features.
"Nope, you're definitely seeing what I am seeing." Rage fills my veins, and my hands clench tightly at my side. All day, I've been worried about these assholes, how hurt they might be, how it could all be my fault because they were defending me, and this is what they have been doing. Getting their dicks wet.Motherfucking. Sadistic. Asshole kings!
"Wow, that Melinda really is something, isn't she? I'm not gonna slut shame her cause that wouldn't be right and all. You know women unite and all that…yada yada…but girl. Why do you got to do the dirty outside where anyone can see?" Raegan turns away from the scene below, dry heaving.
Before I can turn away, I catch Finn and Theo watching us. Finn grabs Maria by the back of the neck and brings her face down in the vicinity of his so he can kiss the shit out of her while I watch. Theo raises an eyebrow, tips his head at me, and smirks, almost daring me to do or say something.
I don’t bother to respond to his taunting. I see what's happening here now; they want to play games. Pull me close, then make a fool out of me, flirt with me, and then have sex in the courtyard with someone else. Blowing hot and cold at me, like I'm some weak ass bitch.
Well, shit, been there, done that, didn't buy the T-shirt but learned how to play the game from the best of them, and these kings aren't even close to the guys who taught me the rules. Two can play this hand; one of us will play it better.That person, for fuck sure, is going to be me.
"Let's go to last period; I need to make a stop on the way,” I say, grabbing Raegan's arm and threading it through mine. We walk away like we aren't in the slightest disturbed by the scene we just witnessed.
Reaching the cafeteria again, I stroll up to Jessie, smiling sweetly at him, alternating between biting my lower lip, licking it, and fluttering my lashes. I'm hoping I look seductive and not like I am having a damn seizure. My waves of anger make it hard to concentrate.
I push my upper arms closer to my breasts to provide a bit more cleavage encouragement for Jessie's perusal, then proceed to bend forward over him so he gets an excellent view of my black lace bra—and so do those sitting next to him. I'm rewarded immediately when I hear groans coming from around the table.
"Hey Jessie, after school, wanna hang out at my house or the café in town?" I bite my lip.
Raegan's sudden intake of breath next to me has me reaching out behind me, giving her a little squeeze on her arm as a warning to play along.
Jessie can't take his eyes off my cleavage, his eyes are riveted to my lace covered tits; I can't say I blame him. They are super nice tits. According to my mom and stepsister, Isabella, they're one of my best assets.
"Huh?" he glances up into my face, and I smirk down at him. Raegan lets out a huge snort next to me. "Yeah, Mia, I...I would love to hang out at your house, the café, wherever." He gives me a huge smile, one that reaches his eyes.He really is quite cute, even with his face all swollen and purple.
"Hey Evan, you want to come with?" I turn to him with a raised eyebrow. I’m practically sayingthis is your chance, bro!
He looks between Jessie and me and then over at Raegan, who now has this unimpressed, could maybe murder you in your sleep look on her face.Girl's a bloody trip.
"Umm, sure, yeah, sure, if that's okay with Jessie and Raegan?" He leaves his question in the air. Jessie gives him a thumbs up from where he's sitting, eyes still entirely on me and my magic cleavage. Raegan gives him a murderous glare like he better watch his damn back.I’m going to have to make sure she doesn’t stab him.
“Great, why don't you two meet us at my car at the end of last period? It's a light-gray Range. We’ll go over to the café, maybe grab some lattes, and then head back to my house to hang out.” Giving Jessie a wink, Raegan and I walk away, the other guys at the table groan. We step away just as Theo walks through the door and approaches Jessie's table.Nosy asshole.
"You sure about this?" Raegan turns her gaze to me, her lips tight, nodding as we continue onto political science.
“Yup.”
All the kings decided to grace us with their presence for last period. If my thought process is correct, which I'm confident it is, they were waiting for me to find them, waiting for me to see them with the girls. In fact, I wouldn't put it past them to have made sure I saw Finn when I did. They must have had someone in class let them know I was heading to the washroom so I could conveniently see Finn in the hallway. Either I am being punished because of the fight, or they are playing games with me.Either way, they will lose at fucking with me.
Raegan and I ignore them when they sit down on either side of us. Giving each other a look of agreement, we never acknowledge those four during the whole class period. Raegan's face is priceless throughout the class; if looks could kill, we'd have four dead kings at our feet. This girl is fierce. Her strength helps to reinforce mine. Their actions help to alleviate the remaining guilt I was feeling at them getting hurt.
The minute class is over, we waltz right out, not a care in the world in our demeanor, and saunter in the direction of our lockers. I wave to a few of the football players that sit with us as I’m passing them in the hall and stop to chat with Elizabeth and a few of her friends before heading to my locker.
Mateo strolls over to stand by my locker and stares at me behind lowered lids and a cocky stance, ankles crossed, body leaning into the locker next to mine. "Hey, Mia." His raspy voice strokes over my skin with just a hint of an accent.I guess it must be his turn to try to seduce me, short straw, poor guy.
