LAURA'S POV.
The rest of the day ended more quickly than I had expected. I spent the entire day moving from class to class, checking through the halls, corridors, and different clubs, not knowing which to sign into.
Yet the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't stop thinking of what had truly happened.
Everyone wouldn't keep their gaze on me; they stated at me like I was some sort of cheap loser, and well, of course, it was mostly certain because they believed my mom to be nothing but a gold digger, and here I was, the shameless one without having anything to offer, do, or take other than attending the school my elder brother had been using to buy off and tease me about it.
“Mam?” A voice called out, drawing me out of whatever thoughts I had that had been cooped up on my end. I
