****Writer's POV****
Layla left the class after the last bell has been rung. She has to catch up with everything by doing some extra reading. She just hoped and prayed that Carlos will be able to give her all the time in the world.
She walked to her locker to take her bag pack but someone slammed it close. It was Sara. Perhaps, she was angry that Layla didn't tell her that she was a Luciano, her family enemy.
"And why didn't you tell me you are a Luciano?" She asked. Layla slowly took her hands away from her locker and opened it carefully.
"Because you never asked" she replied and took her bag, shoving some books in it. She closed it and hung it on her left shoulder.
"My brother literally hate you so much. If I keep hanging with you, he'll be forced to tell my parents" she said.
