My eyes narrowed at him as I gritted out "What did you just say?"

Stone's obsidian irises flicked over my face as he uttered lowly "Did you shrink too?"

"Five foot two is a perfectly normal size for a girl of my age." I told him before narrowing my eyes further "Just because you are a giant does not mean I will not kick your ass."

Stone's lip curled in amusement as he listened to my threat. The corner of his mouth hiked up further as he noticed my pursed lips that had gone out in anger.

A familiar voice that did not belong to a person at the table broke the tension hanging between me and the large man.

"So good game, boys." Chase stood at the side of the table with his arms crossed and the bitterness in his tone audible in his voice.

He was in far too good a mood for someone that went flying in the air and smacked against the floor in front of all his peers.

Chase met my eye when he asked, “Are you coming to mine after school?"

I felt the shoulder near the top of my head tense.

"She is coming to the beach with us." Brennan informed him while watching in my direction.

"Is this true, Ella?" Chase questioned like the idea was unimaginable.

I had no idea what to answer so I offered him a small reply "Yeah."

"So, they are part of your table now? Chase sneered, his attention on the lack of space between Stone and me on the bench "One day together and you are off to the fucking beach with them?"

"I'm going to the beach." I voiced in a fed-up tone "Not joining a cult with them."

Chase laughed but it was full of malice and not at all genuine.

"Have I seen you somewhere?" The quarterback shot the question in the direction of the giant.

Brennan answered instead, his voice controlled and the most serious I had heard it since meeting him "What is your issue with us?"

"My dad is chief of police." The blonde jock said to them in a matter-of-fact tone.

I tilted my head at Chase before mouthing to him "What are you doing?"

He ignored me, still looking at the larger one of us all.

"Stone is not a very popular name." Chase spoke through clenched teeth "Is it your real one? Or is it just another one of your alias'?

My attention went back to Stone. More specifically my attention went to his white knuckles and his fists that rested so strenuously on the table that I feared it would break.

Chase had not finished with his interrogation because he then went on to ask "Are you both some sort of gang leaders or maybe you are—"

"Fuck off." Stone bellowed.

His words were so rough and so harsh that I almost fell off my seat from the startlement of his commandment.