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.

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

to any lengths to get

teeth and throw the napkin in the trash

to

let such a stupid thing make me crumble. I

the classroom, my phone

retrieve it from my bag, thinking it was Tiff.

picture attached to it. A picture of

the fuck did this to you? Are

Like he cared.

at him. For being the one to cause this in the first

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

one of his whores

frustration, I began to type my reply, a bit more roughly

you think did it?

whores.

now I’m apparently one of

put it back in my bag while glar ing at the classroom door. Tyler was in there, probably not

would he care when

his presence right now. I warned him that this would happen, but he didn’t take heed. And now I’m the one who’s

water.

came from. I’m met with the same people who were laughing and

I suppose making their way

and murmurs grew. I ignored them and walked past

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

was just going to wait it

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

my bag. I put it on and my stomach knotted when I saw

he supposed to

not opening the messages at all,

later a new message pops on the screen.

Topened it quickly.

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