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

go to any lengths to get

the napkin in

way to my next

crumble. I had grown a backbone,

reached the classroom, my

bag, thinking it was Tiff. It was a text

to it. A picture of me beside my

Who the fuck did this

Like he cared.

know I shouldn’t, but I’m angry at him. For being the one to cause this in the

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

his whores was

my reply,

Who do you think did it? Ding ding!

whores.

I’m apparently

phone and put it back in my bag while glar ing at the classroom door. Tyler was in there,

care when this

presence right now. I warned him that this would happen, but he didn’t

water.

stormed back to where I came from. I’m met

making their

their chattering and murmurs grew. I ignored them and walked past them with the inten tion

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

going to

everything that happened. And no one would care

my bag. I put it on and my stomach

supposed to be in

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

few seconds later a new message pops on the screen. It’s

Topened it quickly.

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