"John? You did it with John Steele over the break?"
My hand on the silver level of the toilet stilled.
"Seriously?" Another high-pitched voice spoke. "You did?"
Wait a minute.
I turned my gaze to the door and listened closely.
Why did that name sound so familiar?
"Yeah. Remember Andrew's party? We met there and f****d inside the closet."
My eyes widened. Then my jaw dropped as it hit me. They were talking about John, Leon's best friend. I vaguely remembered John telling me his surname was Steele.
And a closet? Really?
"How was it, Chrissie?" another girl asked. "Was he good?"
"Let's just say it was the greatest s*x I've ever had."
"Wow. That's so hot."
"But... I thought you were still on medication for the clam you got from Derrick?"
I lifted a hand to my mouth as gasps filled
