Cassandra’s POV
“What the hell are you doing?” I yelled, flushed in embarrassment as I spotted Brittany, her annoying clique, and some guys.
“Wow! So, you know how to cover your nakedness? I thought you were learning how to be a slut for Lucien.” Brittany spat.
I quickly tried to get my dress off the stall’s door so I could cover up properly, but Brittany snatched it before my hands could get to it.
“What’s the need to cover up when you plan to give it all up to a guy you barely know?”
What the hell were all of them talking about? Give what up?
“Brittany, I know you’re like the queen of demons from hell, but can you just let me be?” I begged.
“Did you just insult me?” She questioned as she looked at me from head to toe like I was dirt to her. “Here! Check this out.” She ordered, lif
