Chapter 38: Us Traitors, Never Win

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Sohini:

Rummaging through my locker and recalling yesterday's moment. I have no idea how I'll face Jason today. You should go to jail for having such a moment with your rival, Sohini!

I close my locker as i see Zade leaning against the wall, ogling me with a smirk. I roll my eyes as I step forward but he stops me. "Wait, I've something important to tell you".

"What?".

"Uh- not here. Meet me after your class ends".

"No". I again step forward but he grabs my wrist.

"Please, shawty. It's an emergency. Just come to me okay?".

"Ouh? Don't call me that".

He smiles. "Sorry. So are you coming?". I don't say anything. "I'm taking it as a yes. So, meet me in front of my class when your class will end". I nod and walk straight without looking at anyone. What does HE want? New problems?

While entering into the class I bump into Jason. Oh god. Not him again. I immediately look away but he chooses to say something. "Are you going to deny everything?".

I look at him as I frown my brows. "Deny what?".

"That I made you feel so good last night", he says while smirking. I roll my eyes.

"Yeah I'm going to deny. We're just soberly drunk. That makeout doesn't count, Mr Style. I hope you get it", I walk past him but he grabs my wrist.

"This fucking counts", he pulls me closer to him.

"Two days. Strangers ", I remind him again. He leaves my hand and leaves offering me a dirty look. Why the idea of going back to strangers is bothering him so much? Because it isn't bothering me. Even if it does, I'll just let myself not feel everything. He's a bad idea. Bad friend. Everything about him is terrible.

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"Submit your essays, students", Miss Collins orders while sitting on her chair collecting our essays. Getting A+ on everything is an advantage for going to Harvard - oh. Yeah Harvard University is my dream. It always has been.

But can I get into Harvard by convincing my rival to study less because I can never compete with him? Huh.

Shayla is laughing with Tessa and her other new asshole like friends. I don't care. It's my turn to submit my essay to the teacher after three students. But Shayla suddenly appears infront of me with a evil smirk on her face. I frown at her.

"You think you'll get A+ on your essay?", she asks.

"I'm so confident about that", I say lifting my face. "I don't want to talk to a girl like you trust me".

"Haha. I don't care", she snatches my notebook and throw it on the ground. Before I can do something, she steps on it.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?", I scream so loud that the whole classroom goes silent.

"Ruined your chances of going to Harvard". This is what I was fearing the most. She knows almost everything about me. She can use it against me. But do you think that I don't know? I know too. You know still how homophobic people are. If I tell a shit about her, she'll get bullied badly. But I won't. That's not Sohini Acharya. She replies differently.

"You can never win like this".

"Of course. I copied it from chatgpt. You can't do shi-". I snatch her notebook from her hand as I throw it out the window. I smile viciously suppressing the urge to kill her.

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