His Heartwarming Secret

I snap my head up, meeting Beatrice's burning gaze. She appears amused yet it's so clear in her eyes that she's lying intentionally to snitch on me. I feel my throat tighten, my breathing becoming restricted. The rest of the class are now glancing between Beatrice and I, waiting for the explosion to happen.

Will I stand up for myself or will Beatrice win as she usually does?

"Is Beatrice telling the truth?" The teacher sighs, her hand still outstretched ready for my phone. Beatrice is challenging me with her narrow beady eyes, waiting to see whether I'll stick up for myself or not. I tear my eyes away from her, squaring my shoulders up bravely. I won't let her win.

"No I wasn't texting, I'm aware of the rules. I was checking the time, I swear."

I can practically see Beatrice seeping with anger from the corner of my eyes but I will myself to keep my back turned on her. The teacher glances between Beatrice and I one last time before she sighs and drops her hand.

"Very well but if I catch a glimpse of it again, I will confiscate it Bella."

. I slump back in my chair in relief, grateful to have the attention diverted away from me. I spend the remaining part of the lesson trying to avoid

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inside my bag. As usual I wait a little longer before leaving the classroom so the students can disappear out

over me and her two friends stand on either side of me, keeping me trapped. From the look on Beatrice's face,

your problem mute? I can feel you glaring at me all day." She hisses, closing the space between

Can't you just leave me alone?" I whisper, hating the way my voice became so mouse-like around her. Her lips curl up into a sneer and she takes another step forward, her heels clicking against

the hell do you think

I'm cornered between the wall and a locker. I have nowhere to go. Being confined in small

want to have a panic attack in front of Beatrice and her friends, not

wearing the same clothes yesterday? Oh my god, you're disgusting!" She teases, holding her nose and wafting the air in front of her. Multiple students pass us and choose

tremble by my side and

laughter on cue and I feel fresh tears prick the back of my eyes. I bite the