Eliza POV
"So, Eliza, do you mind telling us where you got that fancy sweater?" Jax questioned as we walked down the hall.
School hours were over, but they insisted on knowing who lent me the sweater and shirt.
"I mean, we all saw clearly this wasn't what she wore this morning," Lucy added with a smirk."And that looks like a male sweater and shirt," Audrey smirked, real eager to add fuel to the fire.
"Ok, ok. So this morning, Clara tripped on Easton, causing him to bump into me while I was minding my business and going to my locker," I explained, inhaling and trying not to recall the incident.
"The coffee was so hot, and it stained me perfectly. It ruined my school sweater and shirt. I got mad, but I left to avoid trouble. Then Easton came up to me, loo
