Amanda
Fuck. Just breathe. Keep it together.
Fuck. f**k. f**k.
I gritted my teeth, the sound of my boots hitting the cold stone floors reverberating through the empty halls of Crescent High. Anger bubbled up inside me, hotter than the searing summer sun. I stormed down the corridor, every step fueled by the rage I couldn’t shake off.
They were gathering everyone. Everyone. And I knew it wasn’t for some casual school announcement.
This is about me. About what happened yesterday with Ashton.
“f**k!” I muttered, clenching my fists. Why did I let him see? Why did I let any of them see?
Because they wouldn’t let you hide anymore. Because they own you.
The realization cut deep. My thoughts were spiraling when I stepped into the courtyard. It felt like walking into a lion’s den. Eyes bore
