Page 29 of The Devils They Are

I guess he didn't check the trash bin for his uniform slacks.

"Give my fucking shorts back," he angrily orders.

"Nah," I say, amused as a few of his buddies take their own pictures while whistling. "They are quite comfortable. Thanks!"

Grabbing Sophia's arm, I'm barely able to pull her behind me as she hunches over, still cackling wildly. I glance over my shoulder, watching as Rylan tries to give chase, but the shorts wedge into his ass cheeks, causing a huge wedgie.

I wave, grinning as the two of us start running toward the main building. Rylan yells out for us to come back, but our laughter blocks him out, before eventually, we dive through the double doors inside the building.

"That was the best thing I've ever seen," Sophia pants, wiping a stray tear away. "Oh, shit. He's so pissed."

"Good," I mutter, leaning against a locker. "Asshole deserved it. Here's your cell back."

Sophia takes a deep breath, trying to regain a normal level of oxygen intake. "Those guys are going to share the fuck out of those photos. If I were you, I'd callWitness Protectionimmediately."

My lips twitch into a smile. "I'm not scared of him, Soph. And it's about time someone took them down a few notches."

"Early morning gym was worththat," she grins, looking at the photo in her camera gallery before hyperventilating with laughter again.

I mull over whether or not to bring up the books but decide to leave it for now. I'm riding a high, and soon, there will be definite retaliation. So, for now, I live in the moment, permanently burning a place in my brain of Rylan Astor in teenie-tiny booty shorts.

There's still one more thing I plan to do. Well, two—but the first needs to happen straight away while I have the chance.

Saying goodbye to Sophia, I retrieve my belongings from Millie and duck into the restroom. After changing, I whip out my cell and google a few key words before I find what I am searching for.

As I tap out the information, I bite my lip to stay quiet, not the least bit surprised when the idea works.

Ha! This is gold.

The little blue checkmark notification appears on the screen, and I snort, covering my mouth as my body shakes.

I warned them.

And I always follow through on my promises.

Chapter eleven

Hunter

TaiandIaredeep in conversation when the doors to the courtyard fling open so fast and hard that the sound of them bouncing off the glass wall echoes through the entire quad, silencing everyone.

To my surprise, Rylan is storming through the crowd, steam practically billowing from his ears. He makes a beeline for us by the fountain, bowling his bag to the ground with a sickening thud.

"Fuck her!" he yells loudly.

My eyebrows shoot up, watching as he finally takes a seat, pressing his curled fists into his forehead.

"Hello to you too," I say, exchanging a quick look with Tai as we both wordlessly ask,"What the fuck?"

Rylan breathes heavily, shaking slightly with unbridled anger. Finally, he opens his eyes, a forced look of calm replacing his earlier rage.

"We need to take down Spencer," he exclaims. "Now. No more half-assed pranks. She goes down this fucking second."

I'm double surprised by his words because I'm yet to tell either of them about my own encounter with her yesterday. Just thinking of it threatens to send me into the same spiral of fury as Rylan. But given all the eyes on us currently, I ignore the impending explosion, lowering my voice.

"What happened?"

Rylan snaps his head up. "She stole my goddamn shorts and pants. I had to wear those stupid fucking gym shorts she's been parading around in."

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