Spin the Bottle (Campus Games, #2)

by Stephanie Alves

The room quiets when over 50 heads turn to look at me. This, right here, makes me want to die.

i too woukd want to die

“Doubt that,” a low voice says to my right. My eyes drop, seeing Jordan Wright

fuck off hordan

decide to play coy, blinking up at him. “And you are?”

SLAY GIRL

“Just kiss him,”

i agree

“Well.” Grayson clears his throat. “That was something.” “I’ve had better,” Leila replies,

i fucking love her

Fuck, I hate running,

bitch you play basketball

“I licked you,” he says. “You’re mine.”

im not sure rhat how that works

“My family are drug addicts, Leila.”

oh we’re just coming right out and saying it, okay

“I don’t know how you’re not embarrassed.” “About what?” She looks up, rolls her eyes. “Leila, por favor. No seas tola.” Don’t be dumb. “Everyone is going to see your body,”

fuck this hoe

“He doesn’t drink.”

you did not

“I’m going to kill him. Who the fuck said that?”

probably ethan’s bitch ass

should have known whoever got the pictures of my family would have kept them. I

let them leak em babe

warned you. End it or I end you.

i bet you it’s ethan’s bitch ass

“Jordan.”

huh

Some of them talking about repeating the night we had, and others calling me every name under the sun.

well damn then i guess it’s jordan

I’m a coward. It’s been almost a week and I still haven’t seen Leila.

YOU BITCH

Ethan grabs him by his collar and swings, landing a punch to his face.

ETHAN REDEMPTION ARC??

We turn around, looking around until we hear it again. A cat.

CAT DISTRIBUTION SYSTEM