Somebody To Live For: Book II

Young Lovers

•Liam's POV•
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I was in third period, maths with Ms.Roxberry. I never had problems with math or science. It's just the English that gave me a hard time. Shay was still pissed and giving me a hard time, but she always came around and forgave me. No matter how shitty of a friend I've been.

Allison kept sending me SOS text messages but I told her to go to hell. The least she could've done was dump me before going back to her scummy ass ex. I should've known better than to date a snow bunny. I shook my head at the thought of her.

Allison❤️‍🩹
🆘 !!Please stop avoiding
me Liam... can we talk??

Allison❤️‍🩹
Liam ??? Really?

Allison❤️‍🩹
I really need to talk
To you... It's important...
You cost me get in
Trouble...

What did she mean I caused her to get in trouble? I literally did nothing to this girl. I didn't touch her, or fuck her, so if she was pregnant, I knew the baby wasn't mine.

Allison❤️‍🩹
Meet me outside the
Cafeteria so I can explain
Everything. What you saw
This morning was just a
Cover up from my parents.
Please meet up with me
While everyone's in class...
My dad has people watching me

What she said sounded serious, I hope it wasn't that stupid message Mason Jr. Sent her. I already knew her dad was a cop and I was warned that they were a bit racist. Which explained why she never posted her black friends on social media. Or if she did, she did it on Snapchat where it deleted after 24 hrs.

Inhaling deeply, I raised my hand to get Ms. Roxberry's attention.

"Yes Liam?"

"Um, I wanted to ask for a hall pass please"

"What's the square root of 64" she asked, raising her stick to my face.

"Umm, 8?" I said unsure.

"Correct, you may go" she said handing me the hall pass.

I nodded, grabbing it quickly and making my way down the hall. I ran into the principal but held up my bathroom pass and I quickly walked past him without stopping.

I walked through the side door to the cafeteria that was still empty, but the lunch scent was immaculate. Today was Italian Wednesday. They made pastas, pizzas, calzones and wings. Basically anything Italian.

Allison sat on a crate with her back leaning against the wall. I could tell she had been crying from the mascara that smudged her face.

She looked up and gave me her best fake smile to cover up her feelings.

"You came...."

"Yeah, you said I was the reason you got in trouble. What did I do exactly?"

"That text message you sent me"

I face palmed my forehead. I knew that text was a mistake.

"Ally, it wasn't me, it was Mason. He was being playful and sent it. It wasn't me, you know I'm not that vulgar"