---Trisha's POV---

The entire weekend had passed and so did my dad. He passed away Saturday around 11:45pm. 

I wanted to stay home and help my mom but she insisted that we go class. 

I found out that Sanya had ditched. I was praying that she went home. I was hoping that she would be smart enough to know that mom needs us right now and we need her. 

I was sitting outside. No mood to go to class. I wasn't even sitting by people . I don't want to talk to anyone or be around anyone. 

"Hey gorgeous," some guy came said sitting next to me. 

I knew him. Hell the entire school knew him. He was the player of the year, hell he's been a player all his life. 

"What, can't you just say hi?" He asked. 

I ignored him. 

He instead put his hand on mine and I removed it right away. 

"Aaawww, now that's not nice,"he said. 

I still didn't bother to say anything. 

"Okay, I guess you don't know how to use your mouth. Let me at least teach you how to use your lips," he said.

What?

He grabbed my face from getting a hold under my chin. 

"Ever kissed a guy?" He asked. 

OH HECK NO!

"It's okay, I'll be your first," he said. 

I tried to move away but his grip was too tight. We were inches apart when his grip loosened. 

"What the hell?!" He yelled. 

"Not my girl, you jerk!" Shehry said. 

Your girl?

"Your girl?" He asked. 

"Ya, you got a problem with that?" Shehry asked. 

"Whatever," he said and left. 

Shehry sat next to me and I hugged him right away. 

"What's wrong?" He asked. 

I didn't answer.

"Did he say anything to you? I swear I'll find him right now and beat him," he said. 

"No," I said. 

Finally! I spoke. 

"Then tell me what happen," he said. 

"When the time is right," I said. 

"Okay," he said. 

I'm sorry I'm keeping from you. I don't want you to worry about me or anything. I hope you can understand.