Kimberly POV
Come the following week, word came out, and went around campus about our group date. I was actually relieved that they called it a group date and not a date between me and the twins alone. How people knew about it, I was not interested to know. It could be one student who heard the boys talking or it could be from someone who saw us in the town. But I didn’t really care.
When we pass by the hallways, the other students would stare at me, or at my ears rather. I have started wearing the earrings the twins gave to me. Somehow, people have concluded that I was ‘claimed’ by the twins. What they meant about claimed, I didn’t know. If it meant they got my v-card, they were so wrong. People can’t seem to find anything else to talk about. At times, I would also see some people look
