Unchained Melody by S.K. Munt Read Free Book Online

dance She was possessed or something, like all of the energy in the world was flowing through her to power the room. She wasn’t used to feeling so blissfully excitable, but everything felt better that night. She felt pretty. Reece’s flirtations were making her feel awkward, but there was something thrilling about it too. Would he come and dance with her again? Would he kiss her? Marnie was probably right- maybe there was something in the water!
    ‘Wow is right. If I actually had money for Uni saved I’d be tempted to hand it over for a pair of boobs like that right now,’ Marnie was fanning herself.
    Callie laughed. Neither she nor Marnie suffered from large breasts. Callie had just enough, but whatever Marnie had was more muscle than flesh. ‘You’ve got the best bod in school- you don’t need them.’ She paused, frowning. ‘What do you mean about not having money for university? You are going aren’t you?’
    Marnie’s eyes slid to hers, the sparkle temporarily dulled. She sighed and said: ‘To be continued. I need a drink. Want a coke?’
    Concern filtered through her excitement. Marnie was the smartest girl in the entire school. She was not only sports captain of her color, blue, but school captain. The idea of her not going to university was ridiculous.
    ‘Sure here. If you get them, it’s on me,’ Callie reached into the little black canvas bag she had over one shoulder, produced a five dollar note and handed it to Marnie. The girl smiled gratefully, but said nothing that would embarrass either of them. As she walked off, Callie watched her, chewing her lip and wondering how a girl like Marnie, who was always so well put-together and so carefree, could be suffering financially and no one had even realized?
    There were a few outraged shouts and Callie looked over to see that a bunch of guys were clowning around on the dance floor, and that a girl from the private school was on her hands and knees, looking irately after them. Mr Banks whispered something to his date and went after them. Callie quickly saw what was happening; some guys from her own school were pretending to roller skate around the rink, purposefully crashing into people and breaking up cliques as though they were on wheels and out of control. Callie smirked, because it actually looked pretty funny and Rathe Klapp, one of the younger kids from her music class, was miming roller-skating so gracefully that his performance was convincing. He spun on the heel of his sneaker and arched his back, thrusting his arms back behind him as though skating backwards. But before Callie got to see Rathe get tackled by Mr Banks, a sharp tug on her arm forced her to whip back around. She yelped, and then shrank to realize that Mr Bank’s beautiful date was staring at Callie with pale blue eyes as wide as saucers.
    ‘What the fuck are you doing here?!’ The little blonde demanded, yanking Callie closer still, so that they were eye to eye. Her perfect little glossy lips sneered to reveal teeth as gleaming and vicious as Rob Zombie’s vocals. ‘You need to leave, Calliope. Now.’

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    Callie felt literally pinned by the girl’s anger and was fighting off her own. Up close, the girl was even lovelier than Callie had deduced from across the room, and younger too. Everything about her appearance suggested that she was the kind of girl who walked around saying: ‘Whatever!’ or ‘As if!’ like Meredith Leeds, yet there was a fierceness in her eyes that communicated that though she was a bombshell, she was no bimbo. Psychotic maybe, but not a bimbo.
    ‘Hey!’ Was all that Callie could manage at first, and she attempted to tug her arm free, but the girl was strong. ‘Let go of me!’
    The girl shook Callie again. ‘Why you’re here? Are you trying to ruin me again?!’
    ‘Ruin you?’ Callie jerked back her arm and winced when the friction of breaking the girl’s grip burned her skin. She nursed her wrist protectively, for it was stinging. ‘Listen