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.

to Mr. Garcia's office because of the

know and still ask?" Nash's temper flared. He was already hot-headed and

it had been anyone else,

Please, just go back. If Mr. Garcia sees you,

"If Fiona's innocent, no one can blame

Can't you see

she's innocent, people can twist the truth. Fiona's got no one to back her, and can't defend

boys nodding firmly.

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

of respect for my connection with Nash, they'd always been polite. But now, they were being blunt, and I bit my

"Enough, move aside."

was a mask of

harsh tone made me flinch

Their support for Fiona would become the talk of the school,

wanting to say more, but Nash's patience was

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