Layla’s pov

| crumble the paper in my hand and let it fall to the floor. My brain goes haywire on many possible people who would even go this far as to warn me off of Tyler.

It was pretty obvious it was him. Who else would they warn me off?

I bit into my lip I take my bag out of the locker, ignoring the whispering behind. Their stares feel nasty on my back, it’s tickling me uneasily.

I want to turn around and shout at them to leave me alone.

But I also didn’t want to show them that their stares, giggles, and words were affecting me.

I was never someone who was weak.

I unzipped my bag taking out some napkins. I always have them just in case I have to clean the desk. Sometimes the janitors don’t clean them properly.

I closed my locker when I got the napkin and started to clean off the red lipstick.

The giggles grow even louder and my jaw ticks.

How can they even find this remotely funny?

I shook my head while scrubbing harder. The red lip stick doesn’t quite move off properly, but I suppose it will do.

Crumbling the now red stained napkin in my hand, I turned around, kept my head up and walked away

I could feel all their states on my back, but I refuse to give them the satisfaction of seeing me crumble.

Whoever did this was someone Tyler was obviously

with.

And Tyler was with a lot of girls.

But instantly, I have an inkling it was Karen’s doing. She did after all warn me off him before.

that he sat beside me at lunch. And she must’ve seen him tugging me

go to any lengths to get

the napkin in the trash as

to my

a stupid thing make me crumble. I had grown a backbone, I was not

reached the

my bag, thinking it

A picture of

did this to you? Are you

Like he cared.

know I shouldn’t, but I’m angry at him. For being

were supposed to be careful. No one was supposed to catch on to us. He was supposed

his whores was

type my reply, a bit more roughly

think did it? Ding ding! One

whores.

apparently one of

while glar ing at the classroom

would he care when this was all

being anywhere near his presence right now. I warned him that this would happen, but he didn’t take

water.

back to where I came from. I’m met

suppose making their way to

and murmurs grew. I ignored them and walked past them with the inten tion of getting away from them as

and locked the door. Pushing down the toilet seat, 1 sat down with a frustrated huff while placing my bag on

just going to wait it

would have forgotten about everything that happened. And no one would

sighed and took out my phone from my bag. I put it

to be in

by not opening the messages at all, not wanting to

message pops

Topened it quickly.

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