Cassandra’s POV
“Cassandra is the BAD brothers’ personal booty call!” She announced.
The cafeteria went dead silent for half a second—then chaos. Whispers spread like wildfire, heads snapping toward me and then to the BAD brothers, sitting just a few tables away. My chest tightened, fear seeping into my entire being.
She couldn’t know. Nobody knew I was living with them. How the hell did she find out? I’d been careful enough to avoid anyone finding out. Sure, we’d come to school together a few times, or they’d drop me back home, but I thought it looked like normal carpooling. Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing suspicious. I’d been wrong.
Someone I didn’t even know suddenly stood up and called Brittany out. “Are you just trying to bully her ‘cause you’re jealous?” they asked, loud en
