Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

I almost smile. In her rush to leave Marymount and prove something to
us, she’d forgotten about that.
“I doubt you can hide an expulsion from Dartmouth,” I remind her,
content that no one is coming to pick her up.
She brushes past me, carrying her clothes. “What do you care?”
“I don’t,” I fire back. “I care about the team, and as much as it pisses me
off, you’re the only one who can seem to perform up to a standard, so let’s
get each other past this so you can come back to school, back to the team, and
we can finish the year out amicably before we never have to see each other
again.”
“I’m not going back to that school.”
And then she disappears into the bathroom, slamming and locking the
door.
I stand there, still in my uniform, cold and covered in dirt and grass from
the fight.
I reach out, putting my palm on the door. “And the play?” I ask, knowing
that graduating from a top-notch prep school wasn’t the only thing keeping
her at Marymount. We have the funds for the arts, unlike a lot of the public
schools. “I hear you’re Callum’s understudy. The possibility of a major role?
What you’ve been waiting for? Is she really more important than all the
things you used to want?”
She’s silent for a moment, and then I hear, “Who?”
I pull my head up, staring through the door. “Don’t waste my time. I’m
smarter than you think.”
It takes a few seconds, but the door swings open and Liv stands there in
some faded black skinny jeans, white top, and her hair loose and looking like
it hasn’t been combed in days.
“Martelle?” she asks, looking almost amused.
I back up a little, thankful for her calm tone for once. “It makes it easier,
not being at school, doesn’t it?” I point out. “You both won’t be tempted to
meet. You can keep your hookups secret. She can keep her job.”
Liv blinks, and then something crosses her eyes.
Laughter.
“Um, yeah.” She nods. “You nailed it.” She steps into the room, walking
to the bed and putting her dirty clothes in the duffel bag. “She thought it
would be best. It was just too hard, not wanting each other all the time, you
know?”