Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 18

Chapter 18 

In a swift move, I was out of the door before  anyone else. My breathing was rough as I strutted  to my next cla*s. The bell had just rang and I  needed to get out of Blake’s sight. 

I wasn’t ready to talk to him.

“Ley!” Blake shouts a couple distance away from  me. The air gets stuck in my lungs as my footsteps  have now turned into an almost sprint. 

I brush past students that were very attentive to  what was going on. Their gazes were focused on  Blake and I. Ready for whatever show they were  expecting. 

Seeing the wooden door to the calculus cla*sroom  has me breathing out a sigh of relief. It was just a  tiny bit of footsteps away. 

“Ashley Grey!” Blake yells. Oh crap, he’s mad.  Blake only uses my full name when he’s mad at  me. 

Deep down I knew I was a coward for running  away from him but I couldn’t help it. I was scared  of getting hurt. It was only inevitable. 

My fingers wrap around the cold metal knob and  twist it open. Giving a forced awkward smile to Mr.  Gustavo, I walked in the cla*s. I was the first one  there fortunately as I sat my bum on the wooden  chair. 

Sighing in relief, I settle my bag on the graffiti wooden desk. A few seconds later the door opens 

and Blake enters the room. My heart leaps  when

burning me with a sudden heat. I was in  trouble. “Ashley-”

suggest you go  to your asigned cla*s.” Mr. Gustavo deadpanned.  He was a very strict man, frightening when

in defeat Blake nods. He turns to me, his  eyes promising that he’d find a way for us to  speak, alone. “I’ll see you soon.” Was his last word  before

with me. But it only made  me feel a rapid wave of anxiety. I knew

 friend enter. They were giggling at something they  were conversing about. They were

tearing my  eyes away, I reach for my

 as they stride towards me. My back straightens as  I awaited whatever nonsense and insult they would  throw

coming to school today  knowing what you did.” Lucy starts. I ignore  her,running a finger down

going  after a guy who’s taken? Not so much of an

left and I’m  now sandwiched between the two. “You’re a  whore, sleeping

I mean  look at her, there’s really nothing to look at. Just a  sad slut looking for attention.”

didn’t bother lifting my head to stare at them. I  let my hair curtain around my face to block

never get distracted enough  to not let their words hurt. I

 were you I’d never show my face again.” Lucy  snickered. The cla*s was

kissing Blake? Maybe I was.  I sure as hell act liked it in biology, having him  touch me so intimately

pad of  my fingers over the fallen tear. I hear

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