The Bad Boy's First Kiss

Chapter 4

THE BAD BOY’S FIRST KISS

CHAPTER 4

DEVVY’S POV

I RAISED my left brow. “What are you talking about?”

Mikayla, Yannie, and I walked toward our seats.

Calisha stepped on the floor. She walked toward me and stopped a meter away from me with her arms crossed over her chest. “Don’t act like you did not do something wrong, Devvy. You obviously stole my diary.”

I glared at her. “I’m not acting, Calisha. I never stole your diary. Why are you accusing me? You don’t even have evidence.”

“Then why is my diary inside your locker, huh? Did it fly into your locker?” she said sarcastically.

Mikayla, Yannie, and I looked at each other, confused. I walked toward my locker. I could see that my classmates' lockers were slightly opened. I could tell that the lockers were checked. Even my locker was somewhat opened as well. My eyes sighted the unfamiliar notebook below my Mathematics notebook, which was on the very top. I took it out, and I was greatly shocked. Some of my classmates were surprised as well. Others were just looking at me. Maybe because they already knew that the diary was already in my locker because it has been checked.

I shifted my eyes back to the notebook again. It was a beautiful pink notebook. It was not an ordinary notebook. It looked stylish and expensive. It was girlish too. When I opened its cover, my jaw gaped as I read Calisha's name written on it.

I froze in my current position.

“See?” Calisha pronounced. “That is the proof. Now, tell me I am accusing you. You stole it. It is clear.”

Mikayla and Yannie came to me. They took the diary and looked at it.

“Yes, it is yours, but it’s impossible. Devvy doesn’t know that your diary is inside her locker,” Yannie defended me.

“Devvy can’t and will never do something like this,” Mikayla inserted.

“Then why is that inside her locker?” asked Lyka, Calisha’s best friend.

“I don’t know,” I said. “I swear I did not steal that diary. I don’t know how it got there.”

Calisha headed toward me, and we were all surprised when she suddenly slapped me in front of everyone. I touched my face.

“How dare you slapped her?!” Mikayla yelled at Calisha.

"Your best friend is a thief! Not only a thief, but she's also invading my personal space! What am I gonna do now? She's read the contents in my diary!" Calisha lashed out.

I heard murmurs from my classmates. When I looked around, I noticed that some students from the neighboring sections were now outside the room, looking inside.

“Don’t believe her, guys! I did not steal her diary! I promise!” I defended myself, but my tears started to run down my cheeks.

“Everyone! Listen to me!” Calisha announced. “Devvy stole my diary and read everything written on it! Not only that, because she is also a cheater, that's why she is now the Top 3! She is so bad, right? She is not the good girl that we all think!”

The students were shocked, and I could see from their reactions that they felt disgusted toward me. Some looked pity toward me. Some couldn't believe it, and I think some were doubting.

“Stop it, Calisha! You’re humiliating her with your accusations!” Yannie butted in angrily.

“Devvy will never do this kind of thing. We know it because we are her best friends. We are the only ones who know her very well,” Mikayla stated. “We don’t know. Someone might've planned this to ruin Devvy's image." Mikayla threw Calisha a sharp glare.

“The teachers and the principal will know about this. We should not tolerate this kind of evilness,” Lyka promptly said.

I headed to my seat and got my things. Then I hurriedly went out of the room and ran away, not minding the stares I received from the students.

"Devvy!" I heard my best friends calling my name, but I did not bother to look back. I just continued running. I wanted to be alone for now.

I changed directions. Suddenly, I bumped into someone that caused him to curse, and he got mad.

“What the f*ck! Aren’t you looking on your way?!” he yelled.

I noticed from his body that he’s a guy, the voice as well. His voice was familiar. I looked up at him. Even though I could barely see him because my sight was blurry due to crying, I know it was Matthew. The incident made me run away more.

“Hey!” he shouted, but I did not mind him. I felt scared because I made him angry.

Luckily, I was already near the gate. I successfully got out of the campus. I think Matthew did not follow me. I decided to stop under a mango tree, which was quite far from the campus. I dropped my things, and I sat down and leaned against the tree trunk. The place was so quiet that it made me cry once again—a good time to cry out the pain. What happened in the classroom recalled in my mind. That was a great humiliation. I think I have no face to show to them anymore. For sure, many have known it by now.

How the hell did her diary gets inside my locker? I did not steal it. How come I read her diary when I did not even steal it. And about the cheating that she had mentioned, that was not true. I did not cheat. I did not make all those accusations she threw at me. Plus, I had bumped into Matthew. I am so doomed now.

I wiped off my tears. I don’t know what to do now. I don’t know how to get my image back. I don’t know how to prove to them that I have been sabotaged.

Did I do something wrong that made Calisha get mad at me? I couldn’t recall one. I have no enemies at school. I wonder what boils her blood that she went through this.

My heart is so heavy right now. My tears started to fall again.