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.

off that he sat beside me at lunch. And she must’ve

to any lengths to

throw the napkin in

my way to

will not let such a stupid thing make me crumble. I had

I reached the classroom,

from my bag, thinking it was Tiff. It was a text

it. A

this to

Like he cared.

but I’m angry at him. For

supposed to catch on to us. He was

one of his whores was

I began to type my reply, a bit

do you think did it? Ding ding! One

whores.

I’m apparently one

back in my bag while glar ing at the classroom door. Tyler was in there, probably not even caring that this happened

when this was all an

warned him that this would happen, but he didn’t take heed. And now I’m the one who’s being pushed in

water.

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

making

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

just going to wait it

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

bag. I put it on and my

to be in

opening the messages at all, not wanting to show him that I read

new message pops on the screen. It’s

Topened it quickly.

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