Free Red Ridge Pack 1 Pack of Lies by Sara Dailey, Staci Weber

down.”
    Ms. Whoever ushered me over to an empty seat, and to my surprise, the girl sitting next to my new desk glanced my way and smiled. Stepping completely out of my comfort zone and hoping for the best, I held out my hand, and said as confidently as possible, “Hi. I’m Allison.”
    “I’m Teagan. It’s nice to meet you, Allison” she responded.
    Overjoyed to have someone acknowledge my existence, I smiled and said, “Nice to meet you too. I’m new… obviously.”
    “Well it sucks to be new. I should know. I just moved here last year.”
    I sat down at my desk, and after a few seconds of silence, I turned to Teagan to ask, “So, where did you move here from?”
    “San Antonio. It’s in Texas.”
    I could hardly contain my excitement. “Omigod! I’m from Houston, or League City, really. It’s right outside of Houston closer to Galveston. How funny.”
    Teagan smiled a genuine smile this time, and I found myself hoping that I had found a real friend here, in this strange place.
    “That is too weird. It’s freakin’ cold here, huh? I remember when we first got here, it took forever to get used to it. I bet you had to go buy those boots, didn’t you?”
    “Yes, I did actually. My brother and I had to go shopping yesterday. We had absolutely nothing to wear.”
    “I can relate. I had no idea what to expect when I got here. I was so worried about what everyone else would be wearing,” Teagan admitted.
    “Me too.” I sat back at my desk, relieved to have made a connection here.
    “Yeah well, I barely made it through the front door on my first day here when this horrible girl named Kendall made fun of my Wal-Mart snow boots.”
    “Kendall, huh? Maybe I should keep my distance from her,” I replied, not wanting her to know that I was already well-acquainted with the horrible girl.
    “So what else do I need to know about this place?” I asked.
    “Well, let’s see… this school is kind of crazy, but most people are really nice. I think you’ll really like it, but let me be the first to warn you, because nobody bothered to warn me. There is this group of students here who act like they run the school, and well, they kind of do. But anyways, they are all crazy-beautiful, and from what I can tell, complete jerks. They only hang around with each other. And as you may have already guessed, the aforementioned Kendall is their lead mean-girl. Seriously, stay away from her at all costs if you can. You’ll know who they are when you see them. I tried to be nice to one of them when I first got here, but she totally blew me off.”
    She gave me a once over and then shyly said, more to herself than to me, “But who knows, from the looks of you, maybe they will make an exception. You look like you just stepped off the runway.”
    For whatever reason, it didn’t exactly sound like a compliment. I smiled, not sure how exactly to respond to that.
    So my group of were-friends aren’t so nice to the non-were people here at Carson High School. Interesting. Not that I was surprised that Kendall was a bitch, but I have to admit, I didn’t take the rest of them for being such asshats, to quote my beloved brother. Maybe I should have listened to their what-to-do and what-not-to-do lists in the car, instead of thinking of ways to “accidently” brush up against Cade.
    Looking at Teagan, she looks like she would fit right in with the pack. She’s definitely pretty enough to hang with them, though she’s shorter and curvier. But I guess the mere fact that she’s human immediately made her an outcast. It’s weird that they would only hang out with other weres. It made me wonder if they talk to any humans or if they strictly keep to themselves.
    “So, you have a brother? Older or younger?” Teagan asked, knocking me out of my dazed and confused state.
    “Oh… yeah I do. He’s a senior, Aiden. I’m sure you will see him around. The girls are already throwing themselves at his feet. It’s so annoying. So, what