Denver.
We were about to leave the classroom when we suddenly heard someone—or maybe several people—trying to open the door from the outside.
Zee and I exchanged a quick look, confusion written all over our faces.
“Did you hear that?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I nodded. “Yeah. Someone’s trying to get in.”
I gestured for her to stay back. “Wait here. Let me check.”
As I approached the door, I took a quick peek and discovered that it was none other than Blake and some other students trying to force the door open.
“Open this door, you shameless girl! I know you’ve been in there with a boy. Today, I’m going to expose you to the entire school!” Blake’s voice was filled with venom as she banged hard on the door.
It immediately dawned on me that she must have seen me enter
