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 of the whole Fiona

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

been anyone else,

make things messier. Please, just go back. If Mr. Garcia sees you, he'll just

innocent, no one can blame her. We just need to clear things

like what you're hinting at. Can't you see someone's trying to

twist the truth. Fiona's got no one to back her, and can't defend herself. If we

boys nodding firmly.

with those in charge; some were swayed by appearances. Without their

been polite. But now, they were being

"Enough, move aside."

face was a mask of

made me flinch

word. Their support for Fiona would become the talk of

wanting to say more, but Nash's patience was

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