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.

way out of this. Go. Warm.

ass in the air and pretend like this was supposed to be a warm

I looked at coach closely, I understood why. It was because his eyes were literally stuck on their asses. He was leering

screamed in relief when Tiffany came up

heard her. It would’ve been too embarrassing if

you

crush, but there’s only so many times I can listen to

already bad that I hear his name and Tyler’s every time I walk through the school halls. It’s like you can’t get away from the two boys even though they were

froze when the smell of spice and something else alluring surrounds that air around

feathered against the back of my ear, causing goosebumps to rise on my neck and I held my breath.” Don’t As forget after school, my house.” He whispered

sidesteps me, and turns around to flash me a charming grin

hell was that?” Tiffany whisper yelled near

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

was definitely not a good

whispered with a promising tone which she

just knew someone was looking at me. Turning my eyes in the direction of where ! could feel the stares coming from, I’m not shocked to see that it was Karen and

saw that little exchange between you and

shrugged, not at

Chopra, warm ups!” Coach Reese

but mine only seemed to have stuck on Tyler whose arms were crossed over his chest and a huge ass shitting grin on his face

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