The Pretenders (Niall Horan)

Chapter 22

I walked into school the next day, not acknowledging anyone or the fact that I may or may not have knocked a few people out of my way. I barely got any sleep last night, I kept replaying all of the evidence that I had in my head. I saw Chloe and Rachel, who were at Rachel's locker, bent over a phone. They both looked up at me as I passed.

"Grace! Oi! Grace! Where are you going?" They yelled after me.

I didn't stop or answer their questions and kept walking.

"Grace!" Rachel had caught up to me. "Grace, what's going on?"

I shrugged her hand off my shoulder. "I need to sort something out," I replied, continuing walking.

"Want us to come?" Chloe had joined us.

"If you want to watch me get extremely angry with Sabrina, go for it."

"That is exactly what I want to see on a Monday morning," Rachel said.

I kept going, ignoring the few people that tried to speak to me as I passed them. Rachel and Chloe followed me a few metres behind. I found Sabrina at her locker with Will. They were both pretty into the tongue-filled kiss they were sharing. I guess they decided to go public at the party.

I stormed up to them and pulled Will off her by the shoulder.

"What the hell, Grace? You jealous?" Will asked, smirking.

I ignored him and turned to Sabrina. "I knew it was you," I snarled.

"Knew it was me? What are you talking about?" She asked, and then turned to the people bustling through the hallway. "Take a look, everybody! Your Head Girl has finally lost her shit!"

"Shut up, Sabrina!" I ripped the anonymous letter that I'd received years ago out of my pocket.

"What the hell is that? A love poem to your new boyfriend? You're a slut, Grace, and soon everyone will know it," she said.

"I'm sick of you blackmailing me, Sabrina! Is all this scheming meant to scare me? Because it's not. You're just being childish."

Sabrina took a threatening step towards me but I didn't stand down. "Oh, Grace, honey, I can show you how childish I can be, just you wait."

"After sending me an anonymous letter before I even started here, threatening my family and my mum's business, I don't think you could stoop any lower." The crowd of onlookers that had gathered around us began to whisper.

"You are such an attention-seeking whore! You're just making all this up! You want to publically humiliate me because you're jealous that Will picked me over you! God, Grace I never knew you could be so fake. Why the hell would I threaten you? I guess, unlike you, I have some dignity." Sabrina had put on her 'I'm the innocent one' act. It was very good, I must admit, and it was definitely fooling the onlookers.

"Jesus Christ! You're being the biggest bloody hypocrite! You're saying I'm the attention-seeking whore? Everything about you is screaming 'look at me!' and don't even get me started on the whore part..." I trailed off, watching her face contort with rage.

"How dare you?" She yelled, getting so close to me that I could feel her breath on my face. "You're a bitch, Grace! I can't believe I ever trusted you!"

I felt a sting on my right cheek. Sabrina had just slapped me. The crowd gasped and Rachel and Chloe ran forward asking if I was okay. I didn't retaliate. I didn't want to make a bigger scene.

Sabrina turned on Rachel and Chloe. "I wouldn't trust her either, you don't know what she's done to you," she said, then grabbed my arm in a tight grip and leaned towards my ear. "It's only just begun. Watch out, bitch."