Page 82 of How to Get Revenge on a Cheating Ex
“Stuff, huh?” he teases.
“Yeah, stuff.” I smile at the understatement. “You know, little things like being cheated on, and being hated by everyone at our school, and then, oh yeah—making out with the neighbor boy I’ve known my whole life.”
He laughs under his breath, and the sound is...nice. It’s warm, and low, and I’m pretty sure I can feel it filling some cavity in my chest.
We reach the front of the line before he has a chance to respond and the next few minutes are spent getting in and waiting on Janie and her friends to follow.
“You want something to drink?” Zack asks as we all head toward the far end of the amusement park where the concert’s taking place.
“Sure.” I go to snag some money from my bag, but he’s already walking off with one of Janie’s friends who’s been sent to get snacks for their crew.
“So, Zack’s treating you to a night out,” Janie says beside me, her voice smug as can be.
I roll my eyes. “You know this isn’t real.”
And yes. She does know. I told her everything at some point during the trip to anxiety hell.
“I know that, but do you?” Janie’s eyes follow Zack. “Doeshe?”
My stomach does another flip, and I have no idea what to make of it.
All I know is that I don’t want to go there. Not right now. Janie’s aware that we’re faking this relationship to get back at Grayson, but she has no idea about the epic makeout session last night, and I want to keep it that way.
“I was at dinner last night, remember?” Her tone is taunting. “I honestly couldn’t tell if you guys were pretending or not.”
I open my mouth and close it.
“Mrs. Myers definitely bought it,” Janie continues.
I flinch. It will never be okay that we lied to his mom. She’s the nicest of the nice.
“So either you have some crazy awesome acting skills that are sadly underutilized…” Janie’s having way too much fun with this.
I’m debating ways I can shut this down without giving her any more ammunition, but the sound of Macy’s voice behind me makes my brain go blank. “I can’t believe you had the nerve to show up here tonight.”
I turn as Janie makes a sound that can only be described as a growl, and her friends gather closer around us. But even though my stomach twists at the thought of a confrontation, I don’t need backup.
“Why wouldn’t I show up?” I say with the sweetest smile I can manage.
“Because you’re a cheating slut,” Macy spits.
I blink a few times as the words land like a slap, but the hypocrisy behind them makes me laugh. Like, an honest to God laugh, which has Macy frowning in confusion.
This is not the response she’d expected.
Good.
“Is this funny to you?” Her look of disgust makes me laugh harder.
“Itiskind of funny,” I say. “Because from what I’ve been hearing, you’re one of the girls Grayson cheated onmewith.” I manage to say it with a smile, and the gasps from Macy’s friends is hilariously melodramatic.
How many of them knew? I let my gaze move over the group of girls I’d thought I’d known. How many had known and laughed behind my back?
When I look back, I see Macy’s surprise that I’d had the nerve to call her out, but she recovers quickly with a smirk. “What did you expect?”
The way she’s eyeing me makes me feel like a child. “What?”
She leans in, eyes widening. “Is it true you’re still a virgin?”
