C h a p t e r 1 2

I quickly bolted out of the guys locker room, earning questioning looks from the group of students who were just passing by there that moment. My eyebrows knitted up in embarassment, as I sheepishly pulled out a fake smile, before striding my way to the bathroom.

Reaching the elongated mirror, I looked at the reflection of a turkey getting ready for the Thanksgiving. I groaned, brushing my hair with my fingers, and tracing the dark circles under my eyes.

"Oh, hey Nikki." Torry emerged from one of the stalls.

"Hey Torry." I greeted back, smiling through the mirror.

"By the way, do you have anything I can use to cover my face up throughout the day? Like maybe a carton of milk?" I asked, thinking of how much I just want to get rid of my face right now. How I look, and from everything that happened earlier.

Torry lightly laughed, gently putting her bag down. "Exactly why? You don't even look bad, you know?"

"Thanks, I guess. But... Do you know that feeling that makes you want to hide your face from some certain people?"

"Yes, of course. What's up anyways?" She probed.

I shut my mouth, debating whether it was worth speaking everything to her or not. I mean, it surely was a long story to tell.

"Ceiling." I spontaneously spoke, which made me shook my head. "I'm sorry, nothing much just.. something uhh..-- Nevermind."

I smiled, then asked for a change of subject, "Anyways, where is Sandra?"

Torry shrugs, "I don't really know, I haven't seen her yet."

"Oh." Was all I responded with a blink.

Torry took a purse in her bag and grabbed a mascara, reapplying it to her lashes.

"By the way, if you don't mind me asking.." She trailed off, finishing her look with a glimmering dust on her eyelids.

"Have you been at Chase's house?" She shifted herself a little to face me which led me frozen in my spot.

"Wha.. What? I..--" I stammered. I really don't know why she asked that, which got me pondering.

"Well, I just overheard it from someone at the Golden Bears team. I'm just not sure if it was you they meant.. or Rickie."

"Well, I guess it's Rickie! Yeah, I mean I haven't been at Chase's house." And I never want to ever be there, again.

She chuckled, "Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyways, I have to go. I'll be meeting my group mates for our project in literature."

"Okay, see you!" I waved.

"Bye!" Torry sang, as she rambles off to the hallway.

I faced myself in the mirror and heaved a sigh, opening the faucet. Why would Chase speak my name to his team? Wait, did he also tell them what stupidity he did last night? Lasty, who the hell is Rickie?

The thought didn't leave me for a moment, not until someone tapped me on my back. "Conserve water. Haven't your mother told you that?"

That was when I realized I left the water running from the faucet with my hands soaked.

"Oh yeah, sorry." I awkwardly grinned to the girl, as I hastily turned the faucet off.

I blow dried my hands and began to pull my hair up in a bun, before ambling back to meet Hailey.

Opening the door through the library, an unexpected scraping sound went out from its skin. Catching unwanted mad owl eyes to bore into mine, along with the librarian's eyes you clearly wished to poke out of their sockets.

I was gonna throw everyone an apology but for some reason I didn't, instead I rolled my eyes before closing the door. Why couldn't the library provide a deep buds of earphones, or an headphones instead, if even a drop of a pen would annoy everyone the hell out.

"By going to the toilet, did you mean the golden one at your house?" Hailey asked, raising her eyebrows as she sees me.

I shook my head and pulled the seat to sat down. "I hope.."

"Well?" She trailed off.

"Mr. Stone blocked me while I was on my way to the washroom." I answered, placing my elbow on the table and resting my head on it.

"Then?" Hailey inquired closing her book, drawing her full attention to me.

"Well," I released a heavy sigh, reclining on my seat, "He asked me to give the memo to Coach Fred."

"Oh.. Well, that's boring." Hailey paused then continued. "I was expecting something fun at least."

"Sadly, it wasn't. But I hope you had fun doing your homework at school and that you're finish because it's almost time."

"I haven't."

"I'm starving though." I aired, lightly clutching my stomach.

"Wanna go grab a bite?" Hailey suggested, obliviously pointing her pen on her cheek.

"You aren't finishing your homework?" I asked.

Hailey shrugged, placing her notepad back in her bag. "It's done." Liar.

"..and I'm not lying. Besides who would say no to food?" She continued, giggling.

Typical Hailey. I shook my head, chuckling.

"Okaaay.. Let's go then." We both took our things and helped Hailey put the books back on the shelves before making our way out to the hallway.

Not longer than two minutes, the bell rang before we even reached the cafeteria. I grunted with disappointment along with my tummy grumbling with disbelief.

"Great." I rolled my eyes looking Hailey with a gutted face.

"Well, lunch is in an hour so.." She trailed off, eying Nathan who was walking down the hallway.

"Oh, god! It's Nathan! We have the same class. I gotta go. I'll see you later. I..-- Bye!" Hailey quickly pecked me a kiss on the cheek as she waved over to Nathan, whom she called, while I made my way to the lab.

"Add acid and salt together then note the reaction." Professor Ellis guided us while writing formulas on the board. I rolled my eyes as how Davis could be so slow. Yhep, he was that tall and scrawny guy.

Davis became my lab partner by fault. Professor Ellis meant to partner me with David but mistakenly read his last letter d as Davis's s all because of her poor penmanship.

"Davis you're doing it wrong." I complained, picking up a syringe on the desk and pulling a test tube out of its holder.

"Okay.." I hummed then started doing the exercise while I dictated Davis the answers to write them down.

A couple of minutes later Professor Ellis dismissed the class early that ususal, leaving Davis and I with a few unanswered exercises but we kindly asked Professor Ellis to give us a few more minutes to finish them. Thankfully, she agreed even if we were left alone in the lab.

Then after that, I sprinted outside of the room and asked Davis to pass the paper because it was History and I couldn't be late more than ten minutes. Davis was totally fine with running late in class since it was his habit. As I reached the room, I snuck in and sat down on an empty seat near the door searching for Linda and the others, while Mr. Blaze stuffed papers on his folder.

"Ms. White..-- Tardy again." Mr. Blaze faced me with his apathetic look.

I bowed my head down and muttered an apology with thousand of eyes staring at me.

"As I was saying, I won't be giving lectures on this day but I hope you'll use this time to rehearse on your plays which will be held tomorrow." Mr. Blake announced wearily while fixing his folders.

Quiet "Yes" and "Woo-hoo's" were heard inside the room as Mr. Blake quickly dismissed the class.

As I was strolling to the guys, I overheard Caden from the other group. "But I gave it back to you!"

"No you didn't!" Chelsea yelled back poking Caden on his chest.

"Oww." Caden smoothly complained while touching his chest.

"That does not even hurt Caden. Now where is the script?" Chelsea asked in a calm but stern voice.

"Caden!" Caden kept on avoiding the question and remained silent while slumping down on his chair.

I looked on my right and saw Chase shook his head from Caden, letting out a light chuckle. Caden must have heard it because one thing I knew, Chase came sprawling down on the floor with Caden angryily clenching his knuckles. I gasped at the sudden thing and covered my mouth with my hand.

"Oh my God!" Stacy came running towards Chase but halted halfway when he lifted his hand to stop.

"Just because you're at your highest rank now doesn't mean you can laugh at me with any way you want Chase!" Caden spoke roughly and turned to leave the room leaving his group mates with their jaw dropped.

"Caden! Where is the script!?" Chelsea groaned and followed Caden along the hallway.

If you weren't asking, Caden Smith and Chase Grey has a long history of enmity. Both of them had been competing through fame and money, since their family had been in the same business line running in the same year founded. So it comes pretty natural for two pretty boys compete for years.

Chase wiped his lower lip as blood began to ooze from his lip.

"Are you alright?" Stacy asked with concern as she quickly planted herself beside him. Chase's eyes came in contact to mine but I quickly looked away and joined Linda and Paul instead.

"I'm fine." I overheard from Chase.

"Let's go head to Paul's house and begin rehearsing the play." Linda announced, scooping her things from the desk to her bag.

"Yeah, let's.." I don't have my car.

"Uhm.. Linda, what will you be riding to?" I asked, lifting the strap of my bag on my shoulder.

"Paul's mom will be picking us up. Why?"

"I don't have a ride. My ca..." Before I could finish my sentence, an irrespective human being cuts me off.

"You can ride with me." Chase offered with a smirk still in perfect shape after being punched on the lip.

"Oh, come on babe. She's not your responsibility. You can just let her take a walk or something." Stacy sneered, being the bitch she was.

Her rotten behavior makes me wanna gag my sick stomach on her hundred dollar snazzy attire. What the hell is her problem??

"It's fine, babe, really." Chase chuckled.

"Whatever." Stacy rolled her eyes, before leaving the room.

"Okay, come on guys!" Paul called with his eyes fixed on his phone.

"Wait, shouldn't I just take the bus instead?" I faintly voiced without any response to be received since I was the only one who heard the words spoken.

Great. Another ride with the douche.

A/N: I'm leaving an author's note for today, I mean I do it on every chapter, right?? Also I gotta say, you guys are seriously amaze-balls!!! Frankly speaking, I never thought someone would even read this crappy story. One thing I want to happen is to finish the story which was a real sick battle for me since I don't get much time to type and read and type and think.. although, I really want to...

Anywaysss, there's your Chapter 12!! Next chapter will be posted on...

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