“I didn’t think it was funny. I was trying to be supportive of your wild side.”
“Easy for you,” Symphony says. “You weren’t there when Diesel had to sneak us out of the bar after she flashed everyone.”
My fingers dig into the strap of my backpack. I want to scream. “Will you guys please stop talking about that? I did a dumb thing! It’s over!”
“And now you’ve done another!” Jenna says. “You have to finish your degree. You can’t be a club bunny. You need to do your master’s thesis!”
“I know. You’re right. It was a dumb idea.” I settle down on the blanket, holding my backpack in my lap.
Symphony reaches out to squeeze my wrist. “Were you trying to find a way to get to Merrick?”
I shrug. “I guess.”
“You know, we could arrange a double date. They’re brothers.”
I shake my head. “He won’t do it.”
“You don’t know that.” Symphony releases me to pick up her phone. “Let’s find out.”
I snatch the phone from her. “Please don’t. It’s too humiliating.”
Symphony’s smile falters. “I’m trying to help.”
“I basically propositioned him Saturday night. If something were to happen, it would have.” Or had we been interrupted by the other Wild Hair? The memory is covered in a haze of anxiety and stress.
The roar of a motorcycle snags the attention of everyone on the quad.
“Is Diesel coming today?” Jenna asks.
“He’s already in class,” Symphony says.
We turn to look.
Two men in solid black helmets sit atop gleaming chrome motorcycles between the science and humanities buildings.
“They can’t bring motorcycles onto the quad,” Jenna says. “It’s pedestrian only.”
“Tell that to them,” Symphony says.
The motors cut down to a low hum as the two of them roll their bikes forward, using their feet to stay upright. Both wear Wild Hair cuts over long sleeves.
“That’s Two-Shit,” Symphony says. “He was part of the construction crew on the remodel. I don’t know the other one.”
“What are they doing here?” I hiss, my heart pounding. Are they following me? Is it time for me to surrender to the club?
Symphony pushes herself up to standing. “I’ll go ask.” She takes off across the grass.
“What’s the plan if they try to kidnap you?” Jenna asks.
“I don’t know!”
She looks around. “I’ll try to hold them off, and you run into the science building.”
I’m so freaked out, I can barely breathe. “How are you going to hold them off?”
“I don’t know. Show them my tits or something.”
I groan. “That’s what got me into this mess.”
