WALKING INTO school on Monday was the worst feeling ever. I was dragged back into the drama I had left on Friday.
"Hey, Mase. Are you alright?" James asked as he approached us with a girl.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I replied. "Who's that?" I decided to ask him.
He looked over to the red-haired girl and smiled. "That's Isabella, my girlfriend."
The girl – Isabella – blushed as he hugged her. Once they pulled away, Isabella looked at me. "Hi..."
"It's Mason." I told her.
She nodded.
"Anyway, we're going to start heading towards homeroom. Later." James told me.
I nodded and turned, about to walk to my locker when I heard someone call out my name.
"Mason!"
I spun around to see Lauren running towards me, her hair swishing in a ponytail.
"What do you want, Lauren?" I asked her, not reall
