THE BAD BOY’S FIRST KISS
CHAPTER 23
MATTHEW’S POV
“HOW can you say so?” Troy asked, and he took the photo I was holding and stared at it carefully.
“She almost bumped into me when I met her somewhere after the bell rang. And I noticed her look—the face, her school uniform, and her wound," I professed as we started walking toward the area where the hammock bed swings were located.
Troy handed over the photo, and I glanced at it once again before I kept it in my backpack.
“What do you think happened if she was really here?” Hunter asked. I saw from my peripheral view that he’s looking at me.
That question kept me silent for a moment.
“Maybe she was bullied by your fans,” Troy mentioned.
“It could be,” Hunter agreed. “We all know that you have the craziest
