Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 7 - Team project

It almost felt like a fever dream.

After Weston, and I not so fun experience he actually kept to his words and hasn't brothered me since then. I thought maybe he was just trying to raise my spirit only to bring it down but that never happened.

When we see each other in the hallways he just passes by, ignoring my every existence. When I come to watch Brent during his basketball practice and lock eyes with Weston he just continues playing. Even when we had fine art, he didn't even bother sparing me a glance. It was like he was a different person towards me. Not that I'm complaining or anything.

Aside from Weston finally having some sense slapped into him, the rumors of him making out with a guy at Justin's party began to die down within the next day and I was more than relived. Already kissing him is dreadful enough, but having the entire school know it was me would be the end of my life as I know it.

As for the other rumor of Weston getting Isabel pregnant I'm starting to believe he actually did. Because Isabel hasn't been attending school for the past two days it's beginning to raise suspicion. Even her friends hasn't been able to keep in touch with her. Heard that from Brent. While most people are begin worried about Isabel, Weston doesn't give a damn, but who am I to get involved in eventually paying child support?

"After all the suffer, it's finally Friday" Brent dramatically announces before fake weeping onto my shoulder. I playfully rolled my eyes and let out a light chuckle. The suffer was over though.

"Personal space" I pushed his head away but he was quickly threw his hand over my shoulder and pulled me close like he usually does.

"Since when did personal space matter to you?" He rose a brow as he was practically trying to merge with me.

"Since I found out you don't shower after early morning basketball practice" I exclaimed and he let out an exhagurated gasp.

"I'll have you know I use bath spray after I'm done with practice" I gave him a 'I don't believe you' look as I shut my locker and then he began rambling on and on about God knows what.

To be honest, Brent was actually the hygienic type who takes his personal hygiene really serious after the one time he caught the flu after drinking from one of his teammates who had the flu water bottle. After that Brent never drank from anyone else bottle and took his hygiene to the max. I mean he isn't a hygiene freak, just cares about his hygiene more than normal.

He continued his rant while I just blocked him out and turned my focus somewhere else.

We only had five minutes till lunch was over, so some people were already grabbing their books and heading to their class. I would have been doing the same but unfortunately, I had fine art next class so I wasn't keen on getting to class that early.

"Nathan is beating the shit out of Weston outside!" Everyone, plus Brent, and I whipped our head to one of our classmates before there was yelling heard from outside.

Before I could even react Brent was already half way across the hallways with the rest of the people in the hallways. I cursed at him but quickly followed after to see what the hole commotion was about.

Once I got outside there were already a crowd of people staring at God knows what, and Brent was no where to be seen. Brushing pass them to get a better look I paused the moment my gaze fell on Weston, with a bleeding nose?

Blood dripped down his nose and his face had obvious bruises made from being punched. He was then forcefully grabbed by the collar by the attacker who was none other than, Nathan Taylor, Isabel older brother if you haven't guessed it yet, and it was quite obvious why he was here.