Chapter 26

The class ends without as much as a teacher coming in to tell us that the biology test has been cancelled.

The students find other ways to keep themselves busy though and I can see why Aron has suddenly gotten the taste for sex. His friends are all rotten. Each and every one of them, rotten to the core. I'd thought Bryce was the worst but it seems he's just a follower too. Each and every one of them have what they bring to the table, be it drugs, alchol, porn, they all contribute thier own quota. It sickens me.

I don't think I'd ever noticed them before. I was always with Aron and he was always with me, that's how we were closed off in our own little world. I knew he had friends but I didn't know which friends. His new girlfriend dosen't seem to mind though. She's a junior from the looks of it but she sure dosen't act like one. A junior stole my man away from me I think as I face palm myself.

"Hey Arya, you care for a whiff?" One of the boys crowded around the wrap of weed asks. Betrayal reflects in my eyes as I look to Aron. He told them. He has told everyone about my life. The smell of the smoke brings back memories of a dark room and someone I loved urging me to get myself intoxicated on drugs. "Awnnn, her lip is quivering" the guy from before says and they all explode in laughter.

I fight back the tears as the class goes silent. It's Oakley and Scott. They walk over to my seat and Scott gives me a sort of disappointed look "You still let these meat heads push you around?". His words reverbrates through the class and I look to see Bryce wearing an ugly grin on his face "We aren't pushing her around, that'll be rude. We just offered her some weed, heard she likes this stuff". I don't really know what sort of effect he had expected his words to have but it doesn't work, Scott only replies calmly with disgust leaking out his tone "She dosen't smoke the cheap stuff".

A wave of Snickers go through the class and I look at Bryce's expression morph from sure to angry. Scott dosen't give him a chance to act on his desires as the next moment he grabs my bag and leaves the class. I'm guessing that's a subtle way of telling me to leave the class without sounding rude.

Oakley grabs me by the arm like I'm some dummy nitwit who can't take a hint to save her life. "I have so much to teach you" she says patting my head slowly as we make our way out the class. I look back to see a pair of eyes staring at me intently. Best give him his umbrella so all this stalking can end. I walk a few feet down the halls and come face to face with my aunt.