A new gossip has spread through the cold halls of Crestville High, at every corner of the school—someone is talking about the new thing that involves someone peculiar. And as they speak about it, rumors are passed and the pictures are going viral.
Angel can sense it and the most that she can see is the fact that every one is glancing at her. Whispering something into each other’s ear and she stops at her locker. For a second she’s trying to understand if it’s just her or they are really staring at her.
She stares at the books in her locker beige she peeps out to the hall hoping the unknown stares will decrease, yet only for her to glance and see that the limelight is on her again. Angel gasps and tries to understand the problem.
Did she do something stupid last night?
Not one does she
