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 fakest of

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 that what you’ve done today would

side. “Is that a threat cousin?” Her eyes shine as

want to strangle her. I want to rip her hair

I only glared and sneered lowly. “Take it however you want.” I whip

quick to grab a hold of my arm and stops me. I suck in a sharp breath as his warm fingers wrap around

forward and whispered.

a few

had me wanting to rub the throb between my

turn to him and kept my eyes glued to his shirt without having to look into his eyes. “I never asked you to come to my rescue Tyler. Let me go, I think you’ve caused enough already.” I

of me. I quickly walk away from him with

want to cry in frustration because I

I weren’t really a thing.

thing, right? We were just sleeping around, that doesn’t automatically say that

thing I’m treating him coldly right? That way those obsessed girls will

thinking too much

whispered, trying her hardest to

around, not able to fight the urge to look back at Tyler. My throat hurts even more as jealousy

around quickly and nodded tightly. “I’m

fine. I want to march back over there and rip her fingers off

shake my head. What did I really

—

chest. He wanted to go after her

his jaw and glared at the dirty tiled floor. He was always the one to walk