New Girl: A Reverse Harem High School Bully Romance (Montlake Prep Book 1)

by Nora Cobb

  “Please, please,” I whisper.

  My hips rock back and forth as he pulls my panties down my thighs. He leans over me again, his mouth on mine, as he kisses me harder than before. His fingers part me and stroke me until my hips buck against the bed. I can feel his breath quicken against my skin, his heart pounding in his chest as he adds another finger to the first. I moan as my hips rise and I ride his fingers shamelessly.

  He kisses me again as his fingers push into me and my hips buck back and forth. Burying my head in his shoulder, my body unravels as I cum with a muffled shout. But he never says a word.

  Spent but in heaven, I lie there naked on the bed while he strokes my tummy. I feel him move on the bed again. He’s leaning over me and hesitating. I wonder what is going through his mind. He gives me another kiss and climbs quickly off the bed. The door opens and my eyes can only make out his silhouette as he leaves the room. I made the right choice I tell myself as I recover.

  I’ll tell Lucas no more rides home and Jacob better call before he comes by the house. I lie there recovering with a sassy grin on my lips as the chills ease off my body. So finally, maybe, I’m in love.

  My phone vibrates in my purse, and I feel around on the bed for it. It vibrates again and, disoriented, I feel it on the floor. Leaning over the bed, I tug it out of my purse, and my face freezes as I read the texts from Anthony.

  Anthony: Where R U?

  Anthony: Well?

  Anthony: Don’t be like that.

  I stumble off the bed. Using the flashlight on my phone, I find the light switch. The spare room is almost empty of furniture. It’s obvious that it’s hardly used except for the king bed centered against the wall. The bed is made with a quilted navy comforter and an insane number of matching throw pillows line the headboard. My hands cover my breasts as I pull on my dress. Frantically, I search for my panties, tossing each pillow onto the floor. I can’t find them. I tear off the crumpled covers, searching for them, then I look underneath the bed. Nothing. My phone vibrates again. Reading the screen, I wipe the tears off my face.

  Anthony: I’m going.

  I hurry out of the bedroom and into the hall which is now brightly lit. I’m texting him, telling him not to leave me behind. I don’t want to be with these evil people. I need Anthony to tell me it was him in the bed, and he’s just joking. It has to be a joke.

  Stumbling down the front staircase, the front door is right in front of me. Anthony is gone and I’ll find my own way home. Before I can reach the door, Lucas steps in front of me, blocking my way. I wipe the tears off my face again and try to pretend that nothing has happened. That nothing is wrong. His face is cold as his arm sweeps up and grabs my upper arm. He pulls me into the dining room as people watch from the archway and the living room.

  I jump when I see Troy sitting at the dining room table with Cora standing beside his chair. His smile is cruel and he enjoys pain. On the left, Jacob sits across from him with Lexi standing behind his chair. The look of disgust on his face cuts me hard because I thought things between us would never change. Lucas walks over to Arielle, who is sitting at the table closest to the archway. She wraps an arm around Lucas’ neck. They’re all perfectly matched. A king with a queen, and I’m a fool.

  I try to push my way to the door through the people, but Lucas moves quickly toward me and tightens his grip on my arm.

  “Let me go,” I struggle as he brings me into the dining room. “You’re hurting my arm.”

  He brings me to the table and I notice a medium-sized box in the center of the table. It’s decorated in the school colors and is the size they use to wrap mugs and teddy bears for the parents. A big silver bow decorates the scarlet-colored box and I notice a tag hanging down from it. A chill shakes my body. I don’t want it. Smiling, Arielle reaches her long limbs over the table and pushes the box toward Troy. Troy pushes the box across to Jacob. And Jacob pushes it over to Lucas, who picks it up and hands it to me.

  “Open it.”

  His voice is harsh and it hurts to hear it. My throat tightens, and I look wildly behind me at the staring faces of kids from Montlake. The expressions on their faces range from horror to mirth. I look to Jacob, but his eyes narrow on me. There are no friends here to help me. Lucas places a hand on my shoulder, and shoves the box into my hands.

  “Open it, Natalie.”

  It’s a threat, and I’m not leaving until I do as I am told. My hands shake as I lift the top off the box. Inside the tissue paper is a piece of fabric in a tight ball. I lift it up as the box slides out of my hands. Gravity unfolds the lace fabric. I’ve found my panties and they’re damp with lust. I look from Troy to Jacob to Lucas, but I don’t know who put them in the box. I don’t know who took them off me. I look down at my feet. The box lid is lying on my foot.

  The gift tag on it reads, “To Big-mouth Slut.”

  Before I can run out the door, Troy leaves the table and grabs my arm, hard enough to bruise. “Trash like you doesn’t belong at Montlake. You think you can snitch and not face the consequences? Your uncle’s money can’t buy you a place in our world. We have a code, and your ignorant ass broke it.”

  The crowd moves away from the door to let us pass. Sneering, Troy opens the door with a flourish and bows low, allowing me to leave.

  Blinded by tears, I run from the house and don’t stop until I reach home.

  CHAPTER 25

  Monday morning, I can’t miss another day of school. But I’m not required to be on cheer squad, so I quit. Why hang with a bunch of bitches that ruined my life? My locker isn’t decorated with slurs or condoms. I’m relieved, but then I notice it’s worse. I’m being ostracized. No looks or whispers as I walk through the halls. No one calling me a slut because they don’t need to. The boys made their point cruelly. I can’t defend myself. I can’t tell anyone I was tricked because no one asks. So, is it worse to have broken the code or to be the school slut?

  My classmates change my desk. Without speaking, my things are moved to the desk in front of the teacher. It’s the same in all my classes. And no one questions it. Not even Ms. Petrenko. I sit far away from Lucas and Jacob. I eat my lunch in my car while I do my homework.

  I don’t know how I will get through this year but I have to graduate. I know I will. My parents died too soon and that puts life into perspective. This is nothing compared to that. Montlake is nothing, but I’ll keep moving forward.

  I have seven months to go. My application to Columbia is on the waitlist. I’ll put my nose in my books and to hell with these entitled losers. Success is the sweetest revenge, and I intend on being a success even if it kills me.

  Beth and Anthony look away as I enter the cafeteria. That’s the only thing that gets to me. But if they want to judge, let them. I wait for my sandwich and I feel the hair on the back of my neck rise. Turning to look, my eyes meet Troy’s. He sneers and like the trash they claim I am, I flash him my middle finger.

  EPILOGUE

  TROY

  Natalie waits for her lunch by the counter. Her solemn eyes are puffy from crying. The girls say she dropped squad even though Ms. Petrenko tried to talk her out of it. And no one believes that I ever wanted her. Not the school slut.

  Lucas and Jacob take pity on her and say she’s to be completely ignored. The silent treatment, as if she’s already gone. And she will be soon enough. It happens. Kids show up with big plans. They think they’re like us, until we prove to them that they aren’t even close.

  “What are you grinning at?” Jacob scowls at me as he sits down at our table, and I laugh at him.

  Jacob is in a foul funk. Cromwell demoted him and Lucas for fighting. It was either that or be expelled. They’re co-captains, answering to someone else. The kids trashed Jacob’s house after homecoming, and he had to clean it up by himself as punishment. I’m certain his parents found the condom I left behind. It wasn’t mine. I just dumped it out of the trash and left it under their pillow.

  “Nothing, Jacob. When do your parents ge
t back?”

  He doesn’t respond, and I watch as he looks at Natalie. His eyes follow her until she’s out the door.

  I kick his chair. “What are you looking at?”

  “Fuck you,” he mumbles.

  Jacob and Lucas are pissed that I managed somehow not to be punished. But I don’t deserve it. Arielle bounces in and wraps her arms around my neck. Finally, she dumped Lucas after he embarrassed her chasing after Natalie. I give her a kiss on the mouth.

  “Get a room,” scowls Lucas, coming over to the table.

  “Is that your best advice? No wonder you were demoted.”

  A smirking Arielle backs away as Lucas gets too close. She’s told me she will do anything to see Lucas get his ass kicked. And to think I was going to waste my time on Natalie when I can have Arielle. I hold my hand out to her and beckon her back.

  “He won’t do anything or Cromwell will send him home with a note,”

  Jacob stands, grabbing his food. “Come on, Lucas. Let’s go study.”

  I laugh. “Do you even know how to read?”

  Jacob has had enough as he pounds his fist on the table. He spots the lunch monitor looking over, and he straightens up, taking a step away from me and the camera. His eyes are locked on mine and my body tenses as I grab my fork just in case I have to use it.

  “Troy,” Jacob snarls. “You cross me again, and I’ll put you back in your place.”

  END OF BOOK 1

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  OUTCAST: Montlake Prep Book 2

  They ruined my reputation.

  Then they shattered my heart.

  Jacob, Lucas, and Troy - the kings of Montlake Prep.

  Arrogant, privileged, and dangerously good looking.

  Together, they conspired and broke my heart.

  But now I'm getting my revenge.

  I'll play whatever games I need to play.

  I'll do whatever it takes.

  I'll turn their secrets against them.

  I won't fall for their lies.

  I won't be seduced by their kisses.

  And I definitely won't let their gorgeous bodies distract me.

  Because no matter what...

  I'll have my vengeance, even if it means breaking my own heart.

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