Emily's pov
Rumors were quickly spreading like wildfire in the school the second we got there.
Maya interlocks our fingers and pries me away from Bryson.
Bryson looked at her annoyed.
She sighed.
"We're just heading to the bathroom Bryce." She uttered, giving me that look that told me I better agree.
I gave Bryson a reassuring smile and left with Maya after he relaxed.
Her grip hardened the second we rounded the corner.
"I love you Em. You know I do. But I can't help you if you keep putting yourself in these kind of situations." She muttered through tight lips.
I furrowed my brows, drawing my hand out of her hold and rubbed the spot her fingers had tightly wound around.
"What are you talking about Maya?" I questioned.
She stopped, turning to me with a sigh.
"You can't be that s
