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.

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

Karen would go to any lengths to get what

the napkin in the trash

to my

crumble. I

I reached the classroom, my

my bag, thinking it

picture attached to it. A

the fuck did this to you?

Like he cared.

For being the one to cause

No one was supposed to catch

of his

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

you think did it?

whores.

apparently one

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

when

would happen, but he didn’t

water.

and stormed back to where I came from. I’m met with the same people

were, I suppose making

past them with the inten tion

Pushing down the

was just going to wait it

have forgotten about everything

put it on and my stomach knotted when I saw several messages from

he supposed to

opening the messages at all,

a new message

Topened it quickly.

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