Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

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

the room. My heart leaps  when he walks

blue eyes locked into my  own, burning me with a sudden heat. I was

not in this clas. I suggest you go  to your asigned cla*s.” Mr. Gustavo deadpanned.

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

he no longer  was in the same room with me. But it only made  me feel a rapid wave of anxiety. I knew Blake and  I

at something they  were conversing about. They were both dressed in  their cheer outfits, the skirt not lengthy enough to

steeling eyes quickly snaps to mine as if  sensing someone looking at her.Quickly tearing my  eyes

on the tiled floor  as they stride towards me. My back straightens as

I ignore

much of

sleeping with your so-called best friend

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

stare at them. I  let my hair curtain around my face to block them

let their words hurt. I bite into the soft flesh  of my bottom lip harshly until I could

you I’d never show my face again.” Lucy  snickered. The cla*s was filling up already and I  could feel the prickles

Maybe I was.  I sure as hell act liked it

and I quickly brushed the pad of  my fingers over the fallen tear. I hear their loud  cackle knowing

have much to catch  up to.” Mr. Gustavo announces. The rest of the  cla*s is silent

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255