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 seen him tugging me out

Karen would go to any lengths

my teeth and throw the napkin in the trash

way to my next

such a stupid thing make me crumble. I had grown a backbone, I was not

reached the classroom, my

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

it. A picture of me

this to you? Are

Like he cared.

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

one was supposed to catch on

one of his whores was

type my reply, a bit more roughly than

do you think did it? Ding ding! One of

whores.

apparently one

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

he care when this was all

him that this would happen, but

water.

turned around and stormed back to where I came from. I’m met

were, I suppose making

past them with the

headed towards an empty stall, and locked the door. Pushing down the

was just going to wait

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

took out my phone from my bag. I put it

to be in

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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