Hell On Heels by Robyn Peterman

Author:Robyn Peterman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Paranormal Romance
ISBN: 9780989496056
Publisher: On Demand Publishing, LLC-Create Space
Published: 2014-09-15T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Why did it surprise me that the commissary lunches on Earth were more heinous than the commissary lunches in Hell? While I could occasionally identify the lumps on my plate in Hell, I had no idea what graced my tray today.

Thankfully despite the crowd in the student center I found an empty table. I knew if I sat there it would stay empty. How in the Hell did I become such a pariah? I was starting to get a complex.

Everyone was buzzing about Skunkgate. The aroma of skunk still lingered. Mixed with the culinary delights served by the lunch ladies it was positively nauseating. Watching Myrtle feign outrage at the Skunkgate perpetrators during World Religions made my boring day more tolerable. I glanced down at the mystery meat on my tray and my gag reflex kicked in. Tomorrow I was skipping lunch.

The Ugg brigade stood at the head of the cafeteria holding court and scoping for a table. Lucy Adams, clearly the leader, was barking orders and deciding futures. I glanced up as they made their way across the room. Crap, it looked like they were headed for my table. That was impossible. They had made it abundantly clear I wasn't on their radar which was fine with me.

Wait. She looked the same as she always did. How in the Hell did she look normal after getting beaten four days ago? From where I sat she looked flawless. Surely makeup couldn’t cover a beating like that.

I put my head down and waited for them to pass. I was afraid if Lucy said one snarky thing to me I’d zap her bald. She rubbed me wrong and her minions were brainless. I didn’t know how Myrtle hung out with them.

I was positive they passed by. . .they didn’t.

“Hello Dixie,” Lucy said as she sat down across from me. Her four clones hovered behind her and waited for a command. Where was Myrtle?

“What do you want?” I eyed her warily. I didn’t have the time or the energy for her right now.

She nodded to the others and they sat down, two on either side of her and two on either side of me. They had effectively boxed me in. Great.

“I think we may have misjudged you, Dixie,” she informed me haughtily.

“Really?” I laughed, pissing her off. Her lips pursed in irritation and she crossed her arms over her chest. What in the Hell did she think my reaction would be? Did she assume I’d bow down and kiss her ass? She was gravely mistaken. “I’m fairly sure I didn’t misjudge you, Lucy.”

There was a flash of anger, then fear and insecurity in her eyes. She quickly covered it, but it was there. It jerked me right back to the storeroom and the vision of her broken body on the floor while her father beat her. I still didn't understand how she healed so quickly, but my anger began to melt. Shit, why couldn’t I be a bitchy unforgiving Demon like my sisters?

I watched her carefully while she considered her next move.

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