Left Alone

PART 6 {draft} {incomplete}

I was forced to publish it anyways....so here it is

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"Oh my god, Sandy have you heard?" asked Sam, looking close to what was frightened and really angry

Maya was beside her, wearing a disapproving and a disappointed look.

I was shocked when I realized that that look was meant for me

"What...what's going on guys?" I asked, nervously

"You sure you don't know?" Sam asked again

I started having a hard time breathing, have I done anything wrong? Are there new rumors about me this year again?

I just shook my head, speechless; I knew I wasn't going to like whatever was coming

"Rumors" Maya shot, trying to keep her tone down

Shoot! I thought, oh my god what did I do this time?

"It's Rosette..." said Sam, with a voice that trailed off when she saw the shocked look on my face

Instead, Maya didn't look twice at me and completed "she's a black mailer, Sam was right; we shouldn't have talked to her"

I saw Sam swallow hard "I'm afraid she might do something (to/against) us, sandy, I told you she was no good"

She sighed and looked down at her feet "I was right, I knew we shouldn't have met her and let her just be" she said now, to herself

At some times, my brain processes everything in a slow motion, and this time it was processing everything twice as slow; I couldn't say or do anything, and I just tried to brush the thought of leaving her off blinking back to reality

"Have you talked to her about it?" I asked

What better thing can I say? That was what my brain threw to my mind

"I don't think I would like to do the same mistake again" Maya shook her، head and walked off to her place the same moment Rosette came into class...
"I don't think what you guys heard was right" I murmured through maths class, solving the problem that was written on the smart board.
Sam looked at me from the corner of her eye, so that our teacher doesn't notice we're talking through class
"You know what Stacy is like, she just wants to catch attention" I completed.
As I've seen so far, being stuck in the same school from first till tenth grade, there wasn't this thing as "popular girls" in our school
Well, a girl can be liked and may have a lot of friends and have people wishing the were her friends and showing off and blah blah blah, but it's not like that kind of popular we see in movies..
But Stacy existed to prove this wrong.
She liked attention.
No.....that's not the right word, SHE LOVED ATTENTION.
She lived for being noticed, fabulous and all...
So when all the attention moved towards Rosie, I saw all the envy and jealousy in her eyes, burning like fire.
"but what if it's true..? What if she's really a black mailer?" Sam whispered, looking worried