The girl

Something different

MCKENZIE

I was looking for something. I wasn't sure what. Right? I'm not stalling so I can talk to Harry right? No. I'm looking for something. What, though? Suddenly, a hand grabbed my back. "Not so safe are you, bitch." It was Joe. He grabbed my hair and pushed me into the locker. "This is stupid. Any minuet Harry will come down here and see you beating me up. You don't want that do you?" I wasn't scared of him anymore. "Your hero isn't coming. He's... busy." He leaned in close for the last word. "What do you mean?" I was curious now. What's he mean busy? He can't possibly mean what I think he meant. "He's having sex with your best friend." My breath caught. No. No. He's lying. "You're a liar." I spat out the words. I didn't believe him, right? He's just a liar. "What makes you say that?" he tightened his grip on my hair. "Because, she's already had him. She's moved on to her next boy." I hissed at him through gritted teeth. "Are you so sure?" he cackled. No. "Yes. I've already seen that she's slept with him." He laughed in my face. "That was the second time." I frowned. "You didn't know? Oh. Ask Gemma. She'll tell you all about it." With that he let go of me and ran down the hall. And then Harry came. "Was that jackass bothering you?" He looked concerned. "No. He wasn't." Looking closer, I saw the signs that he had been having sex. His hair was all messed up, his clothes were slightly askew, and his face was red and he was put of breath. Genna came up from behind him. Her face was red and she was running her fingers through her hair. No. No. No. I can't let joe in my head. And then I saw the red mark on her neck. And I ran to my car.