Better Than Revenge (Sweet Secrets #1) Read Online Free

haven’t.”
    The look that came to her face made me want to buckle over with laughter. She looked flustered, angry, and embarrassed all at the same time. Maybe I hit a soft spot. One of the girls standing behind her stepped forward and rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her, but being the bitch that she is, Brianna turned around and slapped the hand away from her back.
    “Ella, don’t touch me,” she growled at the red headed girl who I assumed was Ella. “Who told you you could touch me?”
    I couldn’t help but feel bad for the poor girl as her eyes widened, causing her to look like a deer caught in headlights. She was shorter than the rest of Brianna’s friends, and even with the make-up on her face she looked younger than everyone else.
    “No one. I was just trying to help.” Ella’s vibrant red hair shielded her eyes from view as she stuttered, looking down at the ground as she spoke.
    Brianna almost choked on her laughter. “Well, it didn’t help. I don't need your pity.” With those words, she spun around and stormed off, leaving her followers to do what they did best—follow. As they passed, every last one of Brianna’s bitches shot me a glare except for Ella who just held her head low in defeat and scurried past.
    I smiled and brushed my hands together, pleased as I watched Brianna and her troop of trollops leave. Trying to gain my attention, Blake draped his arm over my shoulder and held a sheet of paper in front of my face. I stared at it blankly before realizing that it was his schedule. I had received mine in the mail last week while Blake had come to pick his up yesterday during office hours. Surprisingly enough, we hadn’t compared our schedules yet, so I pulled mine out of the side pocket on my bag and held it up so that we could do so.
    I was frustrated when I saw that we only had one class together and it was the one class that we wouldn’t be able to talk in seeing as how the boy and girl classes were separated. I was also mad that the one class we shared happened to be our first period. Flipping the schedule over in my hands, Blake and I looked at the tiny school map on the back until we had located which way to go. I was happy to see that despite the new building, most of the classes were in the same general area, meaning that finding them would be pretty easy.
    Blake smiled at my horrified expression as he tugged me toward the class that I hated the most—physical education.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
     
    “All right ladies, shut your mouths and gather around!” A small, stocky woman―and I use that term loosely―stood with one hand planted on her hip while the other beckoned for the girls in my gym class and me to come forward. “We don’t have time for introductions. All you really need to know about me is that I am your gym teacher for the year and I would like to be referred to as Ms. Botch. Not Ms. Bitch, Ms. B, or anything else that your undeveloped teenage minds can think of. First off,” she held a pudgy finger up in front of her face as she squinted her little brown eyes at us, “I don’t take any bull-crap, and I don’t like excuses. Skip my class and you get a referral without hesitation. Everyone one of you,” her finger swiveled back and forth in front of her body, “will be here on time, and dressed appropriately for class. I don’t care what your social status is at this school because frankly, I don’t give a flying fla-doodle.”
    To my utmost disappointment Brianna was to the side of me with her arms crossed over her chest. One of her minions stood at her side as they took turns glaring at Ms. Botch, and looking her chubby body up and down with scowls on their faces. After everything that Ms. Botch said, Brianna would scoff or roll her heavily makeup covered eyes like the pampered little brat that she is.
    Once Ms. Botch had finished going over the rules of her class, she turned her attention to Brianna and smirked