“You tell one more person I popped a b***r in dance class and I’ll personally have Dylan confirm that it was you who ran out like a girl on her first period.” Jim looked like he was about to retaliate, so I pressed a little harder. “It’s an easy win for him, I save my rep, and maybe Rick starts asking you what your secret is. Got it?” It was my ass on the line and I’d be damned if I’d just let him trash me.
I stared him down and he just swallowed. I smiled as Cassie and Rick came back, hiding the confrontation by grabbing the pepper from Jim’s table.
“You two fudge-packers kiss and make up?” Rick punched Jim in the shoulder and shot me a look.
“Give it a rest,” said Cassandra, shoving half-eaten pizza aside. “It’s getting stale isn’t it?”
“C’mon, Cassie. Your boyfriend got a b***r in d
