Defensive

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Elizabeth's POV

School. The dreaded sound of the alarm clock I currently have set as Nine in the Afternoon by my favorite band Panic at the Disco in hopes that maybe it would make my morning better. I seriously thought about not going to school today and was very much okay not going but mom would've killed me If I asked her to excuse my absence. I got up pushing myself to the limit of 7:30 and brushed my hair and put on a thin white shirt with a pair of mom jean's and then coated my lashes in mascara and put on some highlighter finishing it all in record time I went out to the kitchen to grab food.

"Hey, Liz. Feeling okay?" Parker asked awkwardly I feel like shit thank you very much, Parker for asking

"I'm fine," I said instead knowing he had a rough night too. I packed up my bag and grabbed an apple and granola bar for breakfast before Parker and I raced to the car to get to school. I shut my eyes the whole ride there just to feel a sense of safety and security before I stepped in the school. We made it and I met up with Mikaela where she immediately hugged me tightly I looked over to see Cheyanne so cruelly looking back at me. I looked confused and locked eyes with none other but Gavin the pizza delivery boy and by the constant looks everyone has been giving me he didn't keep his mouth shut either. If you recall him suspecting me and Grayson were dating or at the least hooking up which is gross by the way. I started feeling panicky and spun on my heels to leave the front area of my school which surprisingly for the location of my school it was quite small 400 people maximum which unfortunately means you know of people and word spreads fast. I tried to walk away but in my haste, I slammed right into someone and felt my entire shirt being soaked through with coffee and it was burning hot coffee for that matter. I winced in pain as I tried to peel my shirt from my skin to prevent myself from getting burnt even more

"I'm so sorry" a nervous kid kept repeating

"It's okay" I shook my head and quickly walked away with everyone looking at me. I ran to the bathroom with Mikaela running after me for comfort.

"I need a new top or sweater of something," I said yelling frantic knowing the bell was about to ring and I was currently in a lot of pain

"I'm on it stay right here and grab some paper towel with cold water" she instructed and left the bathroom. I sat on the counter trying to breathe and Mikaela was back in the bathroom in record time she threw me a sweater which was oddly familiar and I quickly took off the shirt I had on and slid the sweater over top and then the bell rang. I fixed my under eyes from tears and miserably left the bathroom to go to class luckily with Mikaela. I took my seat and Mr. Rolio immediately started the class by flirting with the hotter bunch of the class by that I mean the giggling girls who ate up everything he said. I rolled my eyes and looked at Mikaela as he pulled out his guitar and played the national anthem which he frequently would do and worst of all made us stand up and wait for him to finish. I played with the sleeve of the burgundy hoodie with a hockey logo on the front the one Parker plays for Mikaela must've had his sweater and gave it to me from his locker although I thought his was black. We went through a quick lesson and then had work time before the bell rang and I was off to biology 30. Even though I was in grade 11 I ended up taking biology 20 last year which means I have to take a diploma this year lucky me right? I took a deep breath knowing I didn't have Mikaela to be beside me and I took my spot which was beside Mariah. Mariah quickly turned to me

"Is it true you're dating Grayson now?" She asked while Mr. Kiplinger was taking attendance

"No who said that?" I asked my heart thumping knowing people were actually talking about me

"Gavin said he saw you two together and he saw him kiss you," she said her eyes wide in wonder

"Gavin didn't see anything like that," I said disgustedly knowing he was twisting his words to make the story better. As Mr. Kiplinger finished Cheyanne walked in and sat beside me not by choice since she hates me and all but since it was her assigned spot

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