Damien POV
I'm hanging around behind the school building, waiting for my mates and subtly smoking when I hear the snooty cheerleaders coming past. Christ, I can't stand shallow, vain creatures. For some reason, Jessica keeps trying to search me out and I know it's because she likes me. A shame because I really, really dislike her. I press my back against the brick wall and pray I'm not seen as they walk past.
"I gave that little b***h what for," Jessica says, flipping her long hair and inspecting her fingernails.
"We sure did", another girl laughs, and I wonder which girl they are talking about. Jessica had so many enemies it was hard to keep track of them.
"Did you see how she couldn't even get up", Jessica sneers and the girls all laugh out loud as I roll my eyes. Clearly, they'd b
