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 in with

my  own, burning me with a sudden heat. I was in  trouble. “Ashley-”

I suggest you go  to your asigned cla*s.” Mr. Gustavo deadpanned.  He was a very

for us to  speak, alone. “I’ll

wave of anxiety. I

conversing about. They were both dressed

at her.Quickly tearing my  eyes away, I reach for my bag, playing with

soft thud of their shoes on the tiled floor  as they stride towards me. My back straightens as

starts. I ignore  her,running a finger down the zipper of my bag as

much of an  innocent girl now are you Ashley?” She taunted  sliding into the seat on

the one on my left and I’m  now sandwiched between the two. “You’re a  whore, sleeping with your so-called best friend  knowing he has

there’s really nothing to look at. Just a  sad slut looking for

 let my hair curtain

I’d never get distracted enough  to not let their words hurt. I bite into the soft flesh

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

as hell act liked it in biology, having him

the fallen tear. I

we have much to catch  up to.” Mr. Gustavo announces. The rest of the  cla*s is silent as I ponder over Lucy and

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