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“I know, but it’s fine. I still have some of my cousin’s pee that she gave me for that drug test for work. I’ll run home and slip it in my bag before going over to Tucker’s.”

“Okay, that solves that, but what are you going to do about a freaking doctor’s appointment? Or a DNA test? Boy definitely wants to cover all of his bases, right?” Phoenix chimed in.

“One thing at a time,” Lisa replied. “The main mission here is to convince him I’m pregnant so he and Izzy break up. I can get a sonogram pic from my cousin and then fake a miscarriage lateror something. I mean, do you remember the look on Izzy’s face when she heard us? I’m so glad y’all saw her coming in here. It was the perfect opportunity.”

“Better than telling Tucker?”

“Tons.” I watched Lisa flip a hand through the crack in the stall door. “Izzy deserved to hear it firsthand. Way more believable for Tucker with it coming from her ifshebelieves it. Right?”

“Except he doesn’t.”

“But he will.”

Hopping down, I flicked open the latch and stepped out. “Oh, but he won’t.” I waved my phone, loving the shock on their faces.

Lisa’s face turned feral. “Grab her.”

Oh, fuck she did not. I slid my phone into my pocket, cracking my knuckles. But if she insisted…

Larissa and Phoenix stepped back.

I stepped forward, closing in on Lisa until her back arched over the sink. Her head pressed against the mirror behind her.

“Go for it, bitch. You’ve done enough damage, so if you really wanna throw down, try me.” I slammed my hand against the mirror by her head, and she flinched. I smirked. “Thought so. All talk.”

She screeched, lunging for me when I headed for the door, but Phoenix grabbed her arm, yanking her back. I smirked, ready to pull the door open, when Lisa twisted away from her friend’s grip and lunged. My eyes widened, and I ducked, moving aside so that Lisa’s body slammed into the door. She screeched in frustration, and before I could react, Larissa was on me, and I heard my phone clatter to the floor.Oh, fuck no, she did not.My eyes flashed, and I spun, my hip knocking her into the side of the stalls so hard that her head smacked against them. She crouched down with a cry, grabbing her head, and I swooped down for my phone, managing to grab it just as Phoenix’s fingers brushed over the screen. Lisa howled again, her body lunging for mine. Ithrew an arm out as I jumped up, shoving her back into Phoenix, and they stumbled, falling back against the wall.

“Fucking bitch!” Lisa yelled as I reached for the door.

I just flipped her off over my shoulder and left, my heart pounding against my ribs from the adrenaline rush. Because that’s exactly what it was. A rush. Excitement at the narrow escape and my news now rushing through my veins.

As soon as I was outside, I literally sprinted over to the football stands, making it there just as Jet was passing out the food. Dropping my backpack to the metal floor, I straddled a seat, a wide, cheshire grin splitting my face.

“Guess what?”

“Ugh, you’re way too happy,” Tucker grumbled.

“Oh, but I’m not. Lisa’s fucking lying, and I have proof.”

All of their heads popped up, and I pulled out my phone, hitting play.

When the video was done, I thought Tucker was going to pass out from relief, and Izzy looked like she was going to cry. He grabbed her by the cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss.

“Thank God.” Jet sighed as we gave them their moment. “I had a feeling she was lying, but…”

“I know,” I agreed when he trailed off.

Izzy was wiping away tears when she and Tucker finally broke apart, and she leaned over to wrap me in a tight hug. “Have I told you how much I love you, sis? I mean, how lucky was it that you overheard that?”

“I know.”

“I can’t believe she wanted to fight you over it,” Jet commented, giving me a concerned look, but I just popped a shoulder.

“It was fine. She’s all talk. And I can take her, anyway. Now, can we please talk about something else?” I looked around at our group, relieved the drama was done. We’d still have to deal withthe rumors, but…Oh.I pulled out my phone, posting the video on my socials and tagging friends before sending out texts.

“You done?” Jet asked with a grin after several minutes. “Because I actually do have news.”

My head popped up.

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