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.

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

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

eyes were literally stuck on their asses. He was leering

in relief when Tiffany came up behind me, her arm slinging over me as she

her. It would’ve been too embarrassing

for you

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

every time I walk through the school halls.

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

rise on my neck and I held my breath.” Don’t

sidesteps me, and turns around to flash me a charming grin before walking over to

hell was that?” Tiffany whisper

yesterday and how Tyler and I were in the midst of

not a good time to

more private,” I whispered with a promising tone which

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

that little exchange between you and Tyler.”

shrugged, not at all scared of

warm ups!”

on Tyler whose arms were crossed over his chest

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