He nods again. “Sorry, Ms. Eversley.”
“Hey!” Javier jumps off the table, fixing his cousin with an icy glare and pointing at Ms. Eversley. “Are you gonna let that puta talk to you like that? Stand up for yourself! Be a man. You let girls treat you like that, they’ll be doing it for the rest of your life!”
Before I can stop her, Piper extricates herself from the lunch-table and takes three menacing steps toward Javier. “What the hell is your problem?” she bellows, her hands clenching into fists. “These kids are trying to practice, you jackass!”
Javier’s mouth curls into a bemused smirk. “He’s my cousin. I’m his ride.” Then the oiliest, smarmiest expression I’ve ever seen on a human being appears on his face. “But I can give you one too if you like, chica.” He points at me. “Your boyfrien
