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Chapter 55 Part 2 *Poignant Confession
Peach looks good on you.
That’s written on a little piece of paper, and I found it inside my locker.
Ironically, I’m wearing a peach blouse today.
And there’s only one person who will leave a note in my locker. I remember he said that to me after I accidentally enter the bathroom while he was taking a bath. A really awkward moment.
Wait. I thought Drake will leave me alone? Why is he doing this then?
A voice in the back of my head whispers, “It’s not against the rule. He said no talking.”
But I thought. . .
I guess he generalized it so that he can still make a move. Hah! As if I’m going to fall on his trap.
The first few classes passed by quickly, and I have no idea what the teachers discussed. I’m on my way to the cafeteria when a voice says, “Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?”
I stop walking and turn around to see Cassidy staring at me. “Are you talking to me?”
“No, at the person beside you,” she says, rolling her eyes.
I’m not in the mood to play her games so I ignore her comment and continue my way.
“Sophia!” she says, loud enough to be heard in a hallway full of students.
“What do you want?” I snap.
She takes a step closer to me and to my surprise, grabs my hands. I stare at her, contemplating if this is the real Cassidy in front of me. What is going on here? Is she playing a prank on me? I look around me to check if there’s someone taking a video of this moment.
She chuckles and says, “Silly Sophia. You think I’m making fun of you, right?”
I don’t respond, I just look at her and wait for her to transform into a different person.
“I don’t know what happened to me to be rude to you,” she continues. “I’m not usually that mean. It’s just, I had a crush on Drake for months, and it killed me to see him with you all the time. I’m the popular head cheerleader, and he chose to be with you. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying you’re not pretty. But still. . .”
Cassidy thinks I’m pretty? I thought in her world, she’s the only one allowed to be called pretty. Or beautiful. Or whatever.
“Let’s forget the past and move forward, alright?” she says, finally letting go of my hands with a final squeeze. “Besides, we’re seniors, and we should rule the school instead of fighting.
I guess it’s her way of saying sorry then. “Okay,” I agree. I don’t like having enemies, and she’s right. It’s our last year in high school and we might as well live with it.