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She was tall and had a killer hourglass figure with huge boobs bulging against the fabric of her navy jumper.
She walked over to where I was standing and leaned against the sink next to mine.
"Why were you crying?"
"Oh, I'm okay," I quickly deflected. "It was nothing."
"It didn’t sound like nothing," she mused, light blue eyes locked on mine. "You were bawling like a baby in there."
I shrugged, feeling my face flame with embarrassment.
"Bad day?"
More like bad life...
I exhaled heavily. "You could say that."
"I've had a few of those," she replied.
I doubted it.
She looked too perfect to have seen a bad day in her life.
She tilted her head to one side, studying my face. "You're the new girl."
I nodded.
"From the public school?"
My heart sank.
Fear prickled across my skin.
But I managed to nod and remain impassive.
"What's your name again?"
"Um, it's Sha
"Sha
Feeling uncomfortable, I stepped around her and moved for the heater and gave my hands a three second dry off before reaching for my stuff.
"I'm Bella," she a
My heart dropped into my ass.
"How did you get this?" she asked. Her tone was still light but her expression was thunderous. "Did Joh
"Oh, no, I'm sorry," I replied lamely, adjusting my schoolbag onto my shoulders. "I must have grabbed it off the coat rack by mistake."
"Don’t lie," she warned. "How did you get his jacket?"
"He gave it to me," I whispered as a slight tremor racked through my body.
She arched a finely tweezed brow. "Joh
I nodded and swallowed deeply.
"When?" she demanded.
"Yesterday."
Her eyes narrowed. "Why?"
"It was raining."
"So? It's Ireland." She placed a hand on her hip and glared down at me. "It's always raining."
I shifted uncomfortably. "He was just being nice."
"Joh
Shrugging, I moved to slip past her but she held out a hand, blocking my path.
I shrunk away.
"Wait," she commanded, gaze flickering from the jacket in her hand to my face. "I'm not done talking to you."
If she hits you, then hit her back, Sha "A little bird told me that you've been spi It didn’t sound like a question, so I didn’t answer. I had enough altercations with girls just like Bella under my belt to know that whatever I said could and would be used against me. It was safer to remain silent. "Do you know who I am?" she finally asked. I nodded. "Do you know who he is?" I nodded. "Now, do you know what you are?" I shrugged. "A nobody," Bella said softly. "You are nothing, little girl. Not to him. Not to me." She stepped closer and I had to force myself not to flinch. "So whatever game you're playing, you need to back the fuck up because –" She paused to brush a hair off my shoulder, smiling sweetly down at me, "whatever little drama you were having in that bathroom cubicle will pale in comparison to the hell I will reign down on you if you even think about going after him." "I don’t want him," I choked out, feeling close to fainting. And he doesn’t want me. Bella threw her head back and laughed. "Everyone wants him," she finally replied, still laughing humorlessly. "And here's a heads-up: you are nothing special. Joh My heart sank. "You thought I didn’t know about your little display on the pitch that day?" She arched a brow. "I know everything that happens around here." "It was an accident," I whispered, feeling my eyes well up with tears. "As if," she sneered. "You were looking for his attention and you got it." "No," I mumbled. "I wasn’t." "Oh, please," she hissed. "Ever since you showed up here, you've caused him nothing but problems. Fighting with Ronan McGarry?" She arched a brow. "I bet you loved that, didn’t you?" I shook my head, mortified. "I hope you know that he's being nice to you because he has no choice," she added, glaring at me. "Because your mommy tried to have him suspended and he needs to keep his nose squeaky clean for The Academy." My mouth fell open. "You thought I didn’t know that, either?" She laughed softly. "I know all about you. All your little secrets. All the skeletons in your closet." "I don’t…I haven't…It's not–" "Save it," Bella snapped. "Your little poor-me victim act won't work on me. I'm letting you know that what those girls in that shitty school you came from did to you will feel like a walk in the park in comparison to what I do if you don’t back off." She gave me a hard look before adding, "This is me being friendly, Sha "You won't have to," I strangled out. Not giving her a chance to respond, I slipped around her and bolted out of the bathroom. I needed to get the hell out of here and fast. Because it was lunchtime and raining outside, the corridors were filled with other students taking shelter from the weather. With my heart hammering rapidly in my chest, I maneuvered through the crowd with my head down and my mind set on the exit. I only made it five feet from the bathroom door when I crashed into a wall of hard muscle. The impact caused me to bounce backwards and land in a heap on the floor. "Whoa, shit," a familiar voice grunted. "Sorry about that." Two large hands wrapped around my arms and pulled me up. "I didn’t see you there, Little Sha I had done enough stalking to know that wherever Gerard Gibson was, Joh That was a worrying concept considering the war that had been just declared on me. I nodded once and tried to side-step him. Problem was, Gibsie intercepted my move and blocked my path. "Hey," he coaxed, tone suddenly serious. "Are you okay – did I hurt you or something?" "I'm f-fine," I sniffled, desperately trying to keep my sobs at bay. It didn’t work. The minute he crouched down and made eye contact with me, a huge sob racked through my body. "Shit," he muttered, looking around nervously. "I did hurt you." "N-no, you d-didn’t. I just n-need to g-go h-home," I spluttered, crying like a baby right in front of him. "Right n-now." It was all too much for me. The blood. The threats. The panic. It was too much and I was freaking out. "Should I hug you?" I shook my head. "Should I take you home?" I shrugged helplessly. "Right now?" I sniffled in response. "Yeah, uh, okay," Gibsie replied, tone laced with confusion. "I'll take you home now."