Or so I thought as I turned to walk away. My hoodie should have done the trick.
"Naya?" Brooke called curiously. It was the first time she had called me by my real name. Maybe she wanted the elders to approve of her. I ignored her, taking determined steps to walk away, when she suddenly grabbed my arm. "It's you! Brawn," she grinned maliciously, peering at my face. Then she yanked my hoodie down, exposing my face.
I clenched my jaw, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Let go of me, Brooke," I muttered through gritted teeth.
Brooke's laughter rang out as she continued to hold onto my arm. "Aw, come on, Naya. I just wanted to see if the rumors were true. What are you doing here?"
I shot her a cold glare. "Rumors? You mean the ones you probably started? Don't act innocent." Of cou
