Layla’s pov

“Okay, so I think I’ve found out a way to approach him….” Tiffany drawled unsurely.

I pushed the handful of fries into my mouth and chewed.” Well let’s hear it,” I said while chewing.

Tiffany cringes, glaring at my mouth. “You’re so gross,”

I rolled my eyes, pushing more fries into my mouth. “Youre gross,” I said back to her.

She sighs loudly in annoyance before speaking. ” Maybe you should walk up to him after practice and just tell him you want him to fuck your brains out,” She shrugged.

I nearly choked on the fries. I didn’t know if to take her seriously or not. But the look on her face showed she was indeed serious.

“Have you lost some brain cells Tif?” I asked and worriedly reach over and place the back of my hand on her forehead. “Are you feeling well?”

Tiffany swats at my hand. “I’m feeling perfectly fine. Anyway, it was just a suggestion.” She pouts, shoulders dropping.

“No offense Tif, but your suggestion sucks a butt. I can’t just walk up to a guy like that and ask him to…you know.” I muttered embarrassingly. The more I think about the idea the more I felt stupid for even thinking I can just ask this of

Tyler.

Tiffany shrugs, her chin falling on her open palm as she blows out a heavy breath.” Well I have no other suggestions. But you need to act quickly. The earlier you get this done the earlier you can get back to writing again. You have a raging fan base and I don’t think they’re patient,”

I sighed. “Don’t you think I know that? I just hope this will all be worth it,” I grumble not feeling hungry anymore the more I think about what I was planning to do. Well the lack of plan I mean.

“It will be. You’ll come out of this as a new experienced woman!” She giggles. I rolled my eyes and fought off a smile. She was probably right, what could go wrong? It’s just sex with no feelings attached. Sounds absolutely perfect.

things I do just to be the

phone buzzed and I quickly looked down to see that I

and it would suck a donkey’s butt if they decided that I wasn’t worth investing their

from the phone to push more fries

need to come up with

for you. And sometimes, they take pity on

don’t know which

shouldn’t have eaten those fries. They were really oily and how

I feel nauseated.

class, my stomach twisting and my skin shining with sweat. I stared at Mr. Lewis, not able to focus on what was coming out of his mouth since all my attention

wrong?” Tiffany whispered, leaning

vomit slowly rising in my throat. I lift my hand up quickly, hoping Mr. Lewis would excuse me. hils beady ayes pinned down on me with irritation for stopping him during one of his useless talks about finding x. “Yes, Layla?” His tone was heavy with impatience but at this very moment, I didn’t care if I disturbed

and I squirm under their gaze.Geez

excused, please? I’m not feeling well.” I rushed out, praying that the vomit would

contemplating before

concern as I quickly stand up

see you in the next class. ” I whispered and rushed out of there like my ass was lit on fire. I

empty as I scurried to the girls’ bathroom, the vomit literally

empty or

one of the stalls, gagging and

cheerleading skirt hunched up to the waist, long legs wrapped around

eyes lift in horror to find myself staring at green eyes belonging to none other than

to the girl he was currently

Crawford. Karen’s

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