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

the fakest of

myself with you ever Karen. And don’t

the side. “Is that a threat cousin?”

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

and sneered lowly. “Take it however you want.” I whip around, slamming my locker door furiously as

in a sharp breath as his warm fingers wrap around my arm, sending little tingles

eyes forward and whispered. “Let me

a few but then says

my name had me wanting to rub the throb between

eyes. “I never asked you to come to my rescue Tyler. Let me go,

more seconds, lets go of me. I quickly walk away from him with Tiffany trying to

want to cry in frustration because I didn’t know

her head that Tyler and I weren’t really a thing. Maybe she’ll leave me alone and I can enjoy the rest of my senior

mean we weren’t a thing, right? We were just sleeping around, that doesn’t automatically say that we were

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

thinking too much about

trying her hardest to keep up

look back at Tyler. My throat hurts even more as jealousy made me angry

back around quickly and

not fine. I want to march back over there

did I really get myself

—

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

tiled floor. He was always the one to walk away