Lunatic Revenge by Sharon Sala Read Free Book Online

classes, but so did a lot of other students. By the next break it was all over school that Flynn O’Mara had gotten arrested. Everyone was giving Tara funny looks, as if by association alone she’d become tainted, too.
    Tara hated the little gossip mill that was part of school life, but there wasn’t much she could do about it. She was heading to her locker to grab a new notebook when her old nemesis, Prissy, cornered her in the hall.
    “Hey, Lunatic. We saw your boyfriend getting arrested. Are you next?”
    Tara glared. “Get out of my way, Prissy. You’re going to make me late to class.”
    Prissy didn’t move fast enough to suit Millicent.
    All of a sudden Prissy went flying backwards, scattering books and people in her wake.
    Tara grabbed a notebook out of her locker and walked away.
    “Hey! She pushed me! Did you guys see that? She pushed me!” Prissy yelled.
    Two of the girls from the cheerleader squad were passing by right after Prissy went down. Head cheerleader, Bethany Fanning, frowned as her friend Mel helped Prissy up. Prissy was persona-non-grata in their little clique since she’d gotten kicked off the cheerleader squad for cheating on a test. Bethany was not as sympathetic, but Mel still felt sorry for her.
    “She didn’t touch you, Prissy, and you know it,” Mel whispered. “Stop making a scene and get up.”
    “Well, her crappy boyfriend still got arrested!” Prissy yelled.
    Tara had been willing to ignore her, but that last shot was one too many. She turned around and headed back up the hall toward Prissy.
    “OMG, she’s coming back,” Mel said.
    Prissy’s heart skipped a beat.
    “Seriously, Pris, what’s the matter with you?” Brittany said and walked off, leaving Prissy to face her fate alone.
    “I’ve got to go,” Mel said, and ran off as Tara came striding back, her long legs making short work of the distance.
    Tara was so mad she was shaking. She stopped just inches from Prissy’s face and jabbed a finger in her shoulder.
    “Here’s the deal, Prissy. It’s a long sad story, but the bottom line is that the police were not arresting Flynn. They’re protecting him. And, they were here to take him back to his mother’s house because his father died last night. Flynn has had a very rough two days. He’s sad. And he came to school to take an important test and now he’s going home and won’t be back until after the funeral.”
    Tara shifted the jab to Prissy’s chest and proceeded to punctuate every sentence with a poke. “Now that you know this, I expect you to spread the truth to one and all, because if I hear even one more person say he got arrested today, I’m coming after you. Poke. It won’t matter if you’re not the one who said it. Poke. You’re the one I’m coming after because you did more than your part to start the lie and it’s up to you to spread the truth. Do you get my drift?” Poke, poke.
    Prissy couldn’t speak and barely had the sense to nod because Tara Luna looked like she was glowing. It had to be the sunlight coming through a window behind her, but it was a daunting sight just the same.
    Tara gave Prissy her best evil eye and then stomped off, unaware that someone else was watching her every move—the same someone with a scar on his face who’d saved her from falling the day before.
    It was lunch time before Tara caught up with Nikki. She had to let her know she and Flynn could not go out with her and boyfriend, Corey, Friday night.
    She slid into a seat beside Mac and across the table from Nikki and Penny.
    “I heard about Flynn’s dad dying. Really sorry,” Nikki said.
    “Yeah, sorry,” Mac and Penny echoed.
    Tara nodded. She wasn’t going to talk about the kidnapping at all. The less people who knew about it, the better, especially until the police arrested whoever it was who killed Floy Nettles.
    “On another note, did you see the new guy?” Penny asked.
    “You mean Dracula’s spawn?” Mac asked, and then giggled.
    Nikki