Chapter 1375

I had just seen Nash leading a bunch of ninth-grade boys, looking all fired up, like they were marching straight into a showdown.

"Louise, Nash's been going on about how Fiona's part of their crew in Grade 9, telling everyone to lay off the gossip. He even put a few loose talkers in their place," my desk mate whispered. "Don't you think he's being a bit too protective of Fiona? Watch out, Louise." I kept quiet, focused on my writing, though my pen dug into the paper a bit harder, leaving a noticeable mark.

"Louise, I think..."

"Don't even start," I shot her a side glance, cutting her off. "Nash is just looking out for his own, that's all."

My classmate, realizing her attempt at gossip was a flop, chuckled awkwardly and zipped it.

Nash was getting closer. I stood up, notebook in hand, and stepped outside to block their path.

"Nash," I called out gently.

"I'm busy right now. Whatever it is, tell me later," Nash replied, clearly irritated.

my lip, hesitating. "Are you heading to Mr. Garcia's office because

ask?" Nash's temper flared. He was already hot-headed and my lukewarm comments were

it had been anyone else, he might've

it'll just make things messier. Please, just go back. If

reason calmly, "If Fiona's innocent, no one can blame her. We just

you see

one to back her, and can't defend herself.

boys nodding firmly.

knew the score with those in charge; some were swayed by appearances. Without their backing, Fiona was sure to face

been polite. But now, they were being blunt, and I bit my lip harder, frustration boiling inside

"Enough, move aside."

was a mask of

tone made me

a word. Their support for

hesitated, wanting to say more, but Nash's

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