Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Layla’s pov

We‘re walking back to my locker, Karen behind me and the principal in front.

I’m surprised to see Tyler and Tiffany cleaning up the lipstick on my locker. Tyler’s scrubbing roughly at the lipstick to remove it. From here I can see him glaring at the red as if wanting to remove it with his eyes.

When the two hear the three of us approaching, Tyler and

Tiffany turned around to face us. My locker is partially open and I turn a sheet of a ghost when I didn’t notice the note stuck to the inside of the door anymore when we are near.

The principal is the first to investigate inside my locker, reaching out his hand to touch my ruined books. He shakes his head and then turns to me. “Where’s the note Layla?”

I looked at my locker where the note was before I left. There’s nothing. It’s gone. –

I turn to Tiffany, still angry at Tyler for causing all of this trouble. “Where’s the note with the threat Tif?” | asked, hoping she had it.

Her eyes widen and she looks pale suddenly. She sweeps her gaze over to Tyler’s and looks at him unsurely.

He answers for her while looking at the floor where there are visible torn pieces of paper. “I tore it.”

I let out a heavy breath, raking a hand through my tangled hair.

The principal took a step back and then looks at me like I had just wasted his time. “Well since there’s no evidence I can’t do anything about it. Layla, Karen, you two spend some time together to get along, it’s obvious that there’s an issue between you two. Now all four of you, get to class.” He said before leaving shortly after and leaving me staring at his back in stunned silence.

Was this really how dismissive he was about bullying?

“Well he has a point. We should really try to get along Layla. Blood is thicker than water

with the

my gaze to her, glaring as I seethed. “Over my dead body. I will not associate myself with you ever Karen. And don’t think for once

brow, popping her hip to the side. “Is that a threat cousin?” Her

to strangle her. I want to rip her hair extensions and feed them to

lowly. “Take it however you want.” I whip around,

and stops me. I suck in a sharp breath as his

forward and whispered. “Let

quiet for a few but then says

wanting to rub the throb between

“I never asked you to come to my rescue Tyler. Let me go, I think you’ve caused enough already.” I whispered, my throat

more seconds, lets go of me. I quickly walk

in frustration because I

good thing, maybe she’ll get it into her head that Tyler and I weren’t really a thing. Maybe

just sleeping around, that doesn’t automatically say that we were a

good thing I’m treating him coldly

thinking too much about

her hardest to keep up

to look back at Tyler. My throat hurts even more as jealousy made me angry when I saw Karen’s slimy nasty fingers squeezing

back around quickly and nodded

not fine. I want to march back over there and rip her fingers

What did I really get

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wanted to go after her but he didn’t think she’d like that. It was clear she was trying

locked his jaw and glared at the dirty tiled floor. He was always the one to walk away from girls and ignore them and now being on the receiving end did