❤ Jessica’s POV ❤
THE encounter with Natasha and Diana at the coffee house rattled me a bit. I didn’t want to go to school anymore, but I didn’t want to miss any class. Unfortunately, I have Math class today, and unless she decides not to show up in class, I will definitely be seeing Diana. I don’t really want to have to deal with her, but life seems to have other plans.
When I met Helena in our first class together that day, she noticed that I was distracted. Apparently, she was asking to borrow my notes, but I wasn’t answering her. She had to shrug my shoulders to get my attention.
Helena: “Hey, are you okay?”
Jessica: “Uhm, yeah. Sorry. What were you saying?”
Helena: “I asked if I could borrow your notes.”
I took out the notebook from my bag and handed it to Helena. She took it an
