ZARA, He is back.
Lena didn’t waste a second, her hand flew up and cracked across my face.
The slap stung hot and sharp.
Out of pure reflex, I flung the drink in my hand right at her. It splashed all over her hair and dress.
"You b***h!" Lena shrieked and grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking hard.
I grabbed hers right back.
Within seconds, we were tangled together, dragging each other, fighting like wild animals.
People around us started laughing, gasping, pulling out their phones, recording like it was their entertainment for the night.
Of course they were.
This school loved drama as long as it wasn’t theirs.
But this time… I wasn’t the same Zara.
I wasn’t the girl who cried in bathrooms, who let everyone walk over her, who swallowed insults and pretended it didn’t hurt.
I p
