Layla’s pov

I was at least glad that I wasn’t a sniffling mess the next day for school and more than grateful that my converse had dried up and did not smell of musk.

I was always irritable when I was sick or hungry, so I was at least pleased that I had not caught a cold yesterday from the rain.

But maybe that would’ve been better than having to watch Karen and her posse bend over, their hands locking around their ankles and purposely sticking their ass in the air.

I watch a line of drooling boys behind them, snickering and pointing at their asses.

At least the black gym shorts we were assigned to wear covered mostly everything except some butt peeking out.

“Campbell come down from the bleachers and make yourself warm up before the run.” Coach Reese yelled loudly from down below, an arm slang over his forehead to block the blazing sun.

I could already feel the roll of sweat trailing down my back. It was so hot and it sucked balls that P. E just had to be the period before lunch.

And now we were supposed to make five rounds around the entire huge field. I call this torture. Wincing out an embarrassed smile, I started down the bleachers at least thankful that most of the guys were too occupied with Karen to have heard coach.

But some of the girls who stood to the side, did hear and their gazes were on me.

I squirmed wishing Tiffany would get here already. She had to help Mr. Bidder with a few files and was excused for another five minutes.

I admit I was waiting for her because I was clearly uncomfortable being around so many teens I barely knew despite being in the same class with them for years.

I strut over to coach Reese, an excuse to sit out of this one on the tip of my tongue. But I should’ve known coach was relentless.

“No,” He ground out.

“But

I started to whine.

can’t budge your way out of this. Go. Warm. Up.” He pointed toward

want me to bend over like them and stick my ass in the air and pretend like this was supposed to

closely, I understood why. It was because his eyes were literally

when Tiffany came up behind me, her arm slinging over me

one had heard her. It would’ve been

you then.” I

to hear about Tiffany’s crush, but there’s only so many times I

through the school halls. It’s like you can’t get

the smell of spice and something else alluring surrounds

and I held my breath.” Don’t As forget after school, my house.” He whispered before his warmth moves

flash me a charming grin before walking over

that?” Tiffany whisper yelled near my

completely forgotten to tell her about what happened yesterday and how Tyler and

not a good

somewhere more private,” I whispered

the direction of where ! could feel the stares coming from, I’m not

little exchange between

at

and Chopra, warm

eyes his way, but mine only seemed to have stuck on Tyler whose arms were crossed over

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