"Let's get out of here."
I frown when Ayla stomps past me looking angry as hell. "What about your purse?"
"Leave it, feed them as chum to the sharks, I don't care. Let's just get out of here."
I jog up to her and pull her back. My palm cup her face. "Hey, what happened?"
Ayla looked one second away from pulling at her hair. "Your ex-girlfriend happened. She did something to my application to BUC and now I don't have a slot."
"What? I thought you confirmed your slot already?"
"I did, but I don't know how Maddie did it."
"How did you know it was Maddie? Did she confess?"
"No, but—"
"So, you have no proof Maddie has something to do with your application in BUC?"
Ayla throws her hands up. "Jesus Christ, Elio, why are you defending her?"
"I'm not! I just want to put all cards on the
