"Instead of telling her off, you agreed to be her fake girlfriend?" Karin shockingly asks while handing me a pencil.

"I know. I'm out of my mind." I sigh trying my best to pay attention to Mr. Locke lecture about Shakespeare.

"You know your beautiful. You can have an actual girlfriend, one who hasn't made a bet who can get with you." Karin states sending a hard glare at the back of Camila's head.

"Thanks Karin. I'm okay with this arrangement, maybe this way Camila and Axial will leave me alone." I mumble sparing a glance at Camila.

Her blonde hair was hanging loosely over her shoulder. She was wearing a blue denim jacket with a white t-shirt. Sporting blue jeans.

"If there is one thing I know about the three queen bees it's if they want something they have no problem taking it." Karin says gesturing towards Camila who was looking between Karin and I.

I just send her a glare which earned me a wink from her in return.

"That just proves my point." Karin adds throwing his hands in air.

I had nothing else to add to the conversation so I just roll my eyes and open up my notebook.

When the bell dismissed us I try my best to quickly be one of the first people to leave.

Key word was try. I managed to get one foot out the door before Mr. Locke voice calls out my name.

"Going somewhere, Winters?" Mr. Locke asks arching one eye brow at me.

"Home?" I question than realization hit me. I had detention with him and unfortunately Camila.

"Nice try, park your butt in a seat." I groan slightly annoyed I had detention.

"Did you really forget our little date?" Camila sarcastically adds batting her eyelashes at me. Oh, how I would love to slap that annoying look off her face.

Rolling my eyes I chose not to engage with the enemy, which was working to my advantage.

Camila Steele knew how to draw attention to herself no one could ignore her. If you chose to ignore her she took it as a challenge. She for one loved challenges.

Leaning in closer to me, Camila eyes travel down to my black t-shirt that hung loosely around my body than back up to my face.

"You know I wouldn't even know you had a banging body if I didn't witness with my own eyes." Camila smirks at me licking her lips in process.

I look over to see Mr. Locke already knocked out over his chair. So much for supervision.

I give Camila a cold stare hoping she take it as a hint I didn't want to talk to her not now, possibly not ever.

Camila takes her hand and places it on my face, her usual cold eyes held a softer tender look.

"Out of all the people you could've dated including myself, your dating Fields?" Camila softly asks with pleading eyes. Begging me to tell her it wasn't true.

Rejection wasn't in Camilas vocabulary. Anyone could of guessed that. I didn't want to blow Fiona's cover.

"It's true." I managed to get out avoiding eye contact with Camila.

Instead of saying anything else to me Camila just looks at me with sadness in her eyes and leans in.

Her lips met mine feverishly. Like she had something to prove . In a moment of shock I just stayed there in middle of the English room, sat down. With Camila lips on mine.

I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know what she was doing. All I knew was her lips tasted like cherries from her cherry chapstick and her perfume was oddly intoxicating me. Camila toxicated me.

Just as she was about pull away I managed to pull her shirt bringing her in for another kiss. This kiss was something I was trying to prove. Prove that I could play her game just like she played games with me.

Camila moans allowing me to slip my tongue in. She somehow managed to maneuver herself on my lap. Her heat was pressed up against my knee needing friction.

My heart was beating in my ears. What was I doing? I agreed to be Fiona's fake girlfriend and here I was making out with her mortal enemy. Not just her enemy—-my enemy.

One of the girls who shattered my heart into pieces with a dumb bet. I break the kiss staring deeply in her lustful blue eyes and swollen lips.

She looked like a beautiful disheveled mess. A mess I wasn't willing to stick around for.

"I hate you." I state raising up from the school desk causing Camila to fall off my lap.

"Evelyn, you literally have me falling for you." Camila jokingly adds probably trying cover up my hurtful words with humor.

I didn't care if I hurt her though. I wanted to hurt her like she hurt me. Camila Steele deserved to get her heart broke.

When I arrived home I was attacked with hugs from Maverick and questioned by my mother.

"You had detention?" My mom asks slightly disapproving.

"Yes." I sheepishly say avoiding my mother's stare.

"What for?" She tries to investigate me even more, but luckily I was saved by my father calling us for dinner.

"I'm happy you have no complaints about Karin occupying your room." Mom says smiling at me. Problem was I did have a problem that was my sancuatry.

I take an overly aggressive stab at my barbecue chicken. I might be taking out my frustration on my food. It didn't help Karin was across from me wiggling his eye brows.

He's my best friend so of course he knew all about Fiona and my weird interaction with Camila. Sometimes I regret telling him things because he couldn't keep it to him self save his life.

Well I take that back he did keep a major secret from me. Bennet freaking Crane. Camila's cousin. I didn't know what is was about her or her family but I didn't trust any of them.

Here she was invading my mine when all I wanted to do was consume my food in peace. Peace wasn't a luxury I had. Not with Karin living with me.

I wanted to get Karin alone and grill him more of Bennet. Every time I would bring him up thought Karin would change topics. Weird didn't even began to cover it.

"Thank you for dinner." I excuse myself from the table gesturing with my head for my jet black haired friend to follow me.

"We need to talk." I state crossing my arms while sitting on what use to be my bed.

"Evelyn it sounds like your about to break up with me." Karin holds a hand over his heart pretending to be wounded.

"Be serious, Karin." I sigh eyeing my best friend. His jet black hair was sticking up in the front and his baby blue eye looked exhausted.

"Okay. Bennet and I met during freshmen year. You know back then I was struggling with my sexuality, on top of that my mother was struggling with drugs." Karin runs his hand through his hair something he did when he was anxious.

I reach over to him and take hold of his hand. Personal space wasn't really my thing but my best friend needed someone. He needed me.

"One day Bennet invited me over to his place. Imagine my surprise when I realized he was related to Camila. We were making out on his couch when she waltzed in on us." Karin takes a deep breath almost like he was afraid of reliving his memories.

"It's ok." I reassure him squeezing his hand.

"Of course Bennet jumped off me like I was lit on fire. I grabbed my shirt and threw it on trying to explain things to Camila." His baby blue eyes looked at me sadly. I think I knew where this conversation was heading.

"She took a picture of us in that compromising position. Stating if I ever came near Bennet again she would out me." Karin puts his head in both his hands, clearly ashamed he had to hid his relationship.

"Wait. She blackmailed you?" I asked slightly surprised that Camila would do that. I knew she was mean. I just didn't think she would stoop that low.

"Yes. Than beginning of this school year there was this senior party. I was just there to have fun and forget everything. I didn't ever intend to sleep with Camila." Karin looks up from his hands at me who had tears in his eyes.

Karin cries on my shoulder and it causes a pang in my own chest. I hated seeing people I cared about in pain.

"Of course Bennet and I are trying to reconnect. It's been hard though because he still isn't out of the closet and Camila is always watching him." Karin sighs wiping tears from his eyes.

"I'm sorry you couldn't tell me Karin. This isn't right what she did to you." I tighten my hug around him wanting to protect him from the world.

"It's alright. That's why I went around saying I slept with her for revenge." My best friend slyly says finally cheering up.

"Karma sometimes gets people." I state smiling at my best friend.