Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

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

heart leaps  when

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

in this clas. I suggest you go  to your asigned cla*s.” Mr. Gustavo deadpanned.  He was

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

the same room with me. But it only made  me feel a rapid wave of anxiety. I knew Blake and  I very much know that he’ll do

They were giggling at something they  were conversing about.

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

the tiled floor  as they stride towards me. My back straightens as  I awaited whatever nonsense and insult they

today  knowing what you did.” Lucy starts. I ignore

a slut now. I mean going  after a guy who’s taken? Not so much of

the two. “You’re a  whore, sleeping with your so-called best friend  knowing he has a girlfriend. You’ve always been  after him haven’t you?” She

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

 let my hair curtain around my face to block them  from seeing

actions. No  matter what I do, I’d never get distracted enough  to not let their words hurt. I bite into the soft flesh  of my bottom lip harshly until I could taste

name is tarnished around this school, if I  were you I’d never show my face again.” Lucy  snickered. The

I really a slut for kissing Blake? Maybe I was.  I sure as hell act liked it in biology, having him  touch me so intimately knowing he was

fingers over the fallen tear. I hear their loud  cackle knowing they were breaking

of the  cla*s is silent as I ponder over Lucy and her