more ease for Katrina. Having no more bizarre encounters with Cole and his creepy cousin, she was beginning to settle into the day’s routine. She wasn’t sure if time flew because she was caught up in her classes or if it was because she had been dreading it. Whatever the reason, she knew she could no longer put off the inevitable. Lunchtime arrived and she was making her way into the noisy corridor. Crammed with an overflow of starving teenagers, Katrina maneuvered herself through the only path she could find. Cautiously glancing around, Katrina found Stacy quickly. She waved her best friend to stay still and moved as fast as she could through the crowd towards her.
“Stace!” she shouted over the o ther voices echoing around her.
“Hey, you! Are you feeling any better?” Stacy yelled back, as she slipped in between one group of students. Dodging their backpacks, she made her way over to Katrina.
“A little.”
“Good. I’m starving. You?”
“No, not really.” Katrina shook her head.
“Suit yourself. I’ll get plenty just in case you change your mind. Can you go get our spot before any annoying freshman take it? I’ll handle the grub.”
“Sure. Sounds good.”
Pushing her way into the cafeteria, Katrina glanced around for her brother Jake. After all, she needed his collaboration. Convincing Stacy that something was seriously wrong with the Aldrich boys would take the two of them. It took her eyes just a moment to find her brother. Standing in the center of the cafeteria, between two large jocks, one being the infamous jerk himself, Br ody Miller, was Jake.
Anger began to overtake her, as Katrina ran towards Jake. She was damned if she was going to let this jerk get away with picking on her brother again. It didn’t take long for her to reach through the forming crowd to find her brother .
Mason’s hazel eyes pierced through her like cold hard daggers, which didn’t surprise her. Since grade school he had been giving her a hard time. She just wished she had the sense to punch his blonde head back then. Now that he was the varsity tight end, he was a mass of muscle that could do more damage to her. Even his neck was too thick to move on its own.
And then there was Robby. Being Brody’s cousin, they were stuck together more by default than anything else. His gold hair was a much warmer inviting color than Brody’s. The only similarities the two did share were their blue eyes.
“What are you doing, Brody?” she demanded.
“Nothing, Kat. So, why don’t you get out of here? Bye now,” he mocked. His blue eyes sparkled with deceit against his purple football jersey, as he laughed at her. The sandy spiked hair complimented his square jaw, which at the moment Katrina wanted to break with her fist. She couldn’t understand why most of the girls found this ass appealing. He was incredibly obnoxious and thought he owned the whole school. She found him to be to be really damn annoying herself.
“Leave my brother alone, Brody. I still owe you.”
“What are you talking about? I was nowhere near your brother, but I’d like to shake the hand of whoever was,” he taunted, as he turned towards his friends and laughed at Katrina’s expense.
“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave him alone.”
“Or what? What are you going to do about it?” Closing the little space between them, he gave her a deviant glare.
“Kat, come on. Let it go,” Jake pleaded, pulling on her shirt. Katrina ignored him. She was too pissed to let anything go.
“Yeah, Kat, let it go. We’re busy, so run along.” He waved a dismissive hand at her. When she refused to moved , he cocked his eyebrows at her and Katrina didn't like the sudden darkness in his eyes. “Unless you want to come to some sort of arrangement…”
“Come on, man. Let’s just go.” Robby tugged on his arm.
“No way!” Brody shoved him off. “Thing’s are getting very interesting.”
“What kind of arrangement?” She