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

enters the room. My heart leaps

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

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

to me, his  eyes promising that he’d find a way for us to  speak, alone. “I’ll see you soon.” Was his last word  before

of ease that 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 very much know that he’ll do anything to get his

conversing about. They were both dressed

at her.Quickly tearing my  eyes away, I reach for my bag, playing with the  zipper as a means to

towards me. My back straightens as  I awaited whatever nonsense and insult they would

school today  knowing what you did.” Lucy starts. I ignore  her,running a finger down the zipper of my bag as

so much of an  innocent girl now are

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

mean  look at her, there’s really nothing to look at. Just a

bother lifting my head to stare at them. I  let my hair curtain around my face to

distracted enough  to not let their words hurt. I bite into the

if I  were you I’d never show my face again.” Lucy

kissing Blake? Maybe I was.  I sure as hell act liked it in

brushed the pad of  my fingers over the fallen tear. I hear their loud

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