𝑪𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒔

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Luna's POV

I cant believe I'm really going into school today.

After what happened with Chanel, I'm really not sure who I'm safe with anymore.

It feels like everyone's watching me.

Like everyone knows what's been going on with me.

Which makes sense considering Chanel has a big mouth.

It was a dick move of her to tell the groupchat my business without my permission.

I wonder who else she's snitched to behind my back.

After I kicked her out my house yesterday she unfollowed me on all social platforms and blocked me.

I don't know why she's mad, she's the one who put the camera's in my room.

Fake ass friend.

I took a deep breath before entering the school, keeping my head down and my eyes on the ground until I got to my locker.

I noticed Billie was unpacking her locker as well.

Gosh I wish I could move lockers.

"Hey, um... I know you don't wanna be friends anymore but we still have that history project to do together. You don't have to come over to my house if you don't want to but my brother said that if I wanted to buy a new box of crayons then I have to get at least a B+ on this project. And I don't wanna pressure you but they'e the sparkly one's and I really want them so can we like, maybe finish this project? After that I'll leave you alone. Pinky promise." Billie said, holding her pinky out for me.

I guess I could arrange for that to happen.

"Fine, but we have to work at my house." I intertwined her pinky with mine.

She quickly got excited and agreed.

"I'll share my crayons with you if we get a B+ on it. But not the special colors though. But you can have the regulars like pink or something. I mean- you cant have them, like I still wanna keep them but you can borrow them whenever you want. My brother just bought me this new boondocks themed coloring book so we can color whatever page you want."

What's the boondocks?

"Maybe I could get my brother to get you a box of your own. They have all different kinds and you can even get the one with the sharpener. I prefer the sparkly one's though because-"

"Billie O'Connell, I need to see you in my office. Immediately." Principal Edmond walked up to her.

What's going on?

Did she do something wrong?

"Why?" She asked in a confused tone.

"We've had reports of some suspicious behavior from you such as hiding cameras in the women's locker room and other reported scenarios outside of school. The police just want to ask you a few questions. This'll only be a minute."

Oh.

"W-Wait, what? Putting camera's in the women's locker room?"

"Just follow me, Ms. O'Connell." He sighed.

She had the most confused and unaware look on her face but followed him anyways.

I forgot she was getting expelled today.

I'm not gonna allow myself to feel bad for her.

She's a perv just like Chanel.

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