MIRABEL POV.
Gym class. The one period in the day where sweat and humiliation went hand in hand.
The instructor stood at the front of the gym, his voice carrying over the murmurs of the students. “Alright, listen up! The guys will be wrestling today, and the girls will be running a relay race. Find your teammates.”
Immediately,Girls were scrambling to pair up, and predictably, Vivian was at the center of it all.
Vivian, the school’s golden girl and self-proclaimed queen of the track team so everyone wanted to be on her team. But that was not the case for me because the moment we had to pick teams, I found myself standing alone. No surprise there.
“Freda, you are with me, right?” one of the girls called.
Freda, one of my classmates, hesitated before turning toward me, shaking her hea
