We just stood there. With me like an awkward turtle and Zoe with a worried expression on her face.
"O-oh hey Zoe what are you doing here?" Jake said.
"I could ask you the same question Jake." Zoe says
"Oh I-" "Miss Pope what are you doing in my office and Mr Michel you should not be talking that will only hurt your situation more." Jake gets interrupted by some man walking into the office.
"Mr.Phillips what did Jake do now?" Zoe says with an annoyed yet worried expression
"He and Ryder were messing with the percussion setup and dropped the bass drum." he said in an annoyed voice.
I instantly stiffen when I hear the name of the guy I've always hated. Who made me feel like absolute shit.
"so how can i help you?" he says "Mr.Phillips this is Isabella, Isabella this is Mr.Phillips, our band teacher."
"Ah yes miss Flores correct" i nod slightly. "Well here is your clarinet and music." I grab my thing and walk to the door when he calls me back.
"You do know you have to take off your lipstick to play right?" He asks me hesitantly. "No duh Sherlock." I say with that I walk out and close the door leaving him shocked and speechless
I start walking over to the seat next to Zoe's things, then I hear his voice calling me out. Memories hitting me like a ton of bricks.
It's him...
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Novela Juvenil*WARNING THIS STORY COULD BE A TRIGGER FOR CERTAIN PEOPLE* Isabella never had the best life she would get bullied and abused everyday nonstop sometimes even by the teachers. She begged her parents to switch schools but this time she would start out...
