FREYA'S POV
I'm extremely pissed as I storm away from them, tossing what's left of my meal in the nearby trash can and walking out of the cafeteria. There are still a few minutes of lunchtime, so the hallway is barely filled with students.
I'm fed up with Elena and that high horse she's always sitting on that makes her think it's okay to talk s**t about anyone because she could. And then there's Silas, sitting there and watching his b***h girlfriend talk s**t about me a few minutes after asking me out on some stupid date. It's like everyone is crazy and on some drug and I'm the only sane she-wolf walking around.
I can't imagine why such toxicity is even allowed to exist.
I don't have a destination, so I just walk to let some steam out of my system whilst having half the mind to turn Si
