Hazel's POV
Nothing travels as fast as rumour, ever since the investigation into the jacket theft had been made public. Everyone suddenly remembered I existed again, all thanks to Tiffany and her squad.
Some believed me, while others didn't but what exhausted me the most was that I couldn’t even breathe without feeling like someone was scanning my face for guilt everywhere I turned on campus.
It was pretty easy for everyone to believe Tiffany since I was dating their favourite hockey captain, I badly wanted to fit in that's why I stole a cheer jacket. I wish I could just go back to the old me where no on bothered about my existence but I guess that's too late now.
I kept my head down as I left my morning class, gripping my books so tightly my knuckles hurt. I told myself I didn’t care.
