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.

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

Karen would go to any lengths to

my teeth and throw the napkin

my way to

I had

reached the classroom, my

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

it. A picture

Who the fuck did this to

Like he cared.

angry at him. For

to catch on

his whores was

my reply, a bit more

you think did it? Ding ding! One of

whores.

I’m apparently one

it back in my bag while glar ing at

care when this was all an

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

water.

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

suppose making their way to their

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

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

just going to wait

everything that happened. And no one would

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

supposed to be

by not opening the messages at all,

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

Topened it quickly.

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