Read Rumor Central for Free Online Page B

isn’t a good look,” I said, finally calming down. I was just about to punch in Bryce’s number when he walked up.
    â€œHey, what’s wrong with you?” he asked when he saw the disgusted expression on my face.
    â€œSomeone put my tires on flat. All four of them,” I said, trying not to get worked up. I needed to let these busters know they couldn’t faze me.
    â€œWhat?” he said, eyeing my car. “Who did it?”
    I pointed at Shay and her stupid flunkies. “One of my deranged stalkers did it, I’m sure,” I said.
    â€œHoney boo-boo, you’d be the last person I’d ever stalk,” Bali said.
    â€œI can’t tell.” I didn’t give them a chance to respond as I turned back to Bryce. “Look, can you take me home? I was just about to go call you.”
    â€œYeah. . . . Ummm, I’m sorry . . . but . . .”
    â€œBut what?” You could’ve knocked me over with a feather when Bryce hesitated, looked at me, then at Sheridan, then back at me.
    â€œBut”—he took a deep breath and lowered his voice—“but, I need to talk to you.” He took my arm and tried to lead me away. I jerked my arm from his grasp.
    â€œTalk to me about what?” I snapped.
    He looked down, then over at Sheridan again.
    â€œBoy, if you don’t say what you need to say . . .” I began.
    He let out a deep sigh, then softly said, “I think we kinda need to chill a while.”
    Are you freakin’ for real? I wanted to scream. Just yesterday he was talking about how much he loved me. Now he was seriously about to flake out on me?
    Bryce cleared his throat and looked uneasily at Sheridan, who was glaring at him. I looked back and forth between the two of them. I was about to ask Bryce what in the heck was going on when his teammate Wade walked up.
    Without even looking at me, Wade said, “Dude, you’re seriously still talking to her after what you found out?”
    My hands went to my hips and my eyebrows rose. “What is he talking about, Bryce?”
    Bryce shot Wade some kind of look that I couldn’t make out, then said, “Would you let me handle this?”
    Wade shook his head, then gave me a disgusted look as he walked off.
    Since I couldn’t care less about that nobody Wade, I didn’t pay him any attention. But I did care about Bryce and if someone had told him something, I wanted to know what it was.
    â€œBryce, what is he talking about?”
    Bryce looked at Sheridan again and I swear she was glaring at him. He took my arm and pulled me to the side, away from everyone.
    â€œLook, Maya,” he said. “I’ve just been thinking about this and I think you’re cool and all, but I think we need to chill.”
    â€œExcuse me?” I said, stunned. No, this fool wasn’t breaking up with me. Nobody broke up with Maya Morgan! Maya Morgan was the one who did the breaking up.
    â€œIt’s just that . . .” Bryce paused, looked nervously around, then continued. “It’s just that, I heard some things and . . .”
    Now, normally, I would’ve just told Bryce where he could go, but the look on his face had me curious. “What is it you heard, Bryce?”
    He hesitated again, then rushed his words out. “I heard you got with Kenny—and his boy, Dave, at the same time.”
    â€œWhat?” I exclaimed. I was shocked—for two reasons. One, because I did get with Kenny last year. Kenny was Bryce’s former teammate and Miami High’s resident bad boy, who’d been kicked out of school last year because he was always getting into trouble. We’d hooked up—in one serious lapse of judgment moment. And number two, because I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why Bryce would think me of all people would kick it with two guys at the same time.
    â€œAre you freakin’ kidding me?” I said. “You’re seriously