Peach Potters High.
Remind me again why we're in this school?
That's right.
The reputation, schlorship, respect and opportunities.
After all that's what's life is about nowadays.
Along with the money that people adore. Though, that's not part of the deal here.
"Does anyone wants to explain what happened?" And so I stare at my thighs as my head lies in between my palms.
I run a hand through my hair frustrated, gripping my scalp painfully but at this moment I don't care. I turn to the rest of my friends as I watch Alicia still standing, just like when we came in, while Daisy with a angry scrowl on her face and Chloe with the calmest face of us all, with regrets at the same time without one.
Then there's me, clueless as to how to go about this turn of events.
"I hit Vera," Chloe is
