Chapter 11: Jess's threat

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{~Jess POV~}

(Flash back)

I saw them coming our way. Shit!

As they approached, one of the guys (I think his name is Lucas) said, "Mm...these look OK," Me and Steph instantly thought he was talking about us. Steph, being the more vicious of us, grabbed an empty coat hanger from next to her and said,

"If you're talking about us, I suggest you get lost before we beat the crap outta you!" Hehe, good on ya, girl.

"No, I was talking about the jeans," said Lucas. He seemed rather bright - it would have been foolish to make a move on her with a coat hanger. But Spencer had to go and ruin the moment.

"I wouldn't have been talking about the jeans if it were me," he said, smirking at me. Instantly, out of frustration and anger, I wrenched the coat hanger out of Steph's hands and brandished it, taking a few steps forwards.

"Never," I hissed, glaring daggers at him. I saw Nina, Lucy, Michelle, Chris, Max, Forest and Martin approaching.

"Oi, Spencer, go shove your hands down someone else's pants," said Lucy. Spencer turned round, and I guess he was surprised and slightly worried about Lucy looking so dangerous. Then he turned back to me, and said,

"Hey, Jess, you know, we could-" I cut him off my dropping the coat hanger, taking three steps forwards and slapping him round the face.

"Bastard," I hissed, fists clenched.

"Hey, Johnson, get your grubby mitts off Spencer!" called a familiar and unwelcome voice. Jamie. I scowled.

"Why should she?" scoffed Nina. "He's being a perverted man-whore." I couldn't help but smirk at the expression on Jamie's face.

"Fuck off, Jamie." Said Spencer. Slightly surprised, everyone looked between Jamie and Spencer. She looked hurt for a moment, then, with an extremely mutinous expression, she walked up to me.

"Who do you think you are?!" she shrieked at me. "Who do you think you are, with two boys on the go, slapping one of them and flirting with the other even though he has a girlfriend?!"

"Look, first up, bitch," I said, raising a finger. "I think Spencer is a perverted man-whore, a selfish jerk and an arrogant cock. I hate his guts. Second - Tommy is my cousin, not my boyfriend!" She glared at me. Then she slapped me in the face. Livid, I raised an arm to slap her back but I felt an arm stopping me - Steph. I turned and gave her a reproachful look, and she said,

"Hey, this is a public place, we'll get kicked out," I glared at Jamie, then turned on my heel and walked off, absolutely livid. My friends followed. Then Forest, trying to lighten the mood, said, "Snooker?" I couldn't help but smile, even though I was still thinking about the boy who was making my life hell.

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We were back at school, after three hours of snooker playing. Me and Steph were crashed in Nina's room, and then I suddenly remembered something. Spencer's breakdown.

He was too damn popular, too damn arrogant for his own good. If I could bring him down, it would be a first in Johnson versus Richmond history.

"Hey, guys," I said, stretching out on the lilac carpet.

"Mm?" asked Nina lazily, searching through her iPod for a decent song.

"I have a plan to get back at Spencer." I had their attention - they both sat up and fixed their gaze on me. "At Christmas, you know Jamie and Tommy came over?" I said, sitting up.

"Yeah,"

"Well, Spencer had a complete breakdown." I proceeded to explain the whole thing, plus my plan. They were both grinning when I finished.

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