Selena's POV
Naomi never actually came back from Mr. Promas' office, which was slightly confusing. An hour passed and Ronnie had came back from his office as well. He didn't even look at me and I was so scared, wondering if he knew the truth about our previous joke. I tried to call him, but he just ignored me from across the room.
"Ronnie!"
He turned around and looked at me with a straight face as if saying "What do you want?". I stuttered, unknown of what to say, and just shook my head, "Never mind." He scoffed and immediately looked away as this awkward silence continued on. They called down every single person who was with us at Peighton on Friday night, and my heart kept beating faster and faster each time. "Raquel Layda, you're needed in the principal's office." I felt her take in a deep breath as she walked out of the room without looking back.
Soon, first period had ended.
I tried to follow Ronnie, but he walked away even faster as we entered the corridors. "Ronnie, please wait up!" I called after him. He turned around and grabbed me by the shoulders, pushing me against the wall into an immediate stop. "What," he growled, "Do you want?" I gasped by his actions and pushed him off of me, "I wanted to talk to you," I looked down. "About?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Why have you been ignoring me?" I asked.
"Can you chill out? I just didn't want to talk to anyone, especially you," he smirked.
I rolled my eyes by his harsh words and felt my voice breaking, "Why?"
"Because of Sofia's death. This is all just too much and sometimes, I forget that this is all my fault but when I look at you, I'm indebted to you. I may never understand why you keep coming back to me all these times when I've done nothing but do you wrong," he explained and all I could do was stare at him with sympathy. I felt my heart shatter-----knowing the fact that he knew he owed me a big favor. Another part of me broke because it is vastly my fault too. We cannot just blame it on Ronnie Banks...we can't.
"Ronnie...I'm so-----"
"Just save it, Sel. Don't feel pity for me," he interrupted me as he covered my mouth with his hand.
I softly snatched his hand off of my face, smiled, and began to walk away. "Selena, wait!" he called out for me. I didn't even have the urge to look back so I continued walking. I heard him let out a deep sigh and scoff. Even though I felt extremely bad for him, I wasn't going to let my pity be taken advantage of.
Ronnie's POV
I couldn't believe she walked away from me. It's just something I'll never understand. Even though I know we have something, I just can't seem to bear the fact that we'll never be together.
I rolled my eyes and headed for second period, as I dreaded the day that was going to come. I walked into the boy's locker room and put my gym bag down as I took off my shirt.
"Aye, man. What did Mr. Promas ask you?" Derek came up to me as he raised his eyebrow. I shook my head, "Nothing, man. Just questions about Sofia and all of us," I chuckled.
"What did he say about me?" Derek asked.
I looked at him with a confused expression, because at that moment I knew that something was up.
"Nah, man. I'm serious! What did he say about me? About your boys?" He asked and I chuckled. "He, uh, I don't know," I stuttered and let out a nervous laugh. "Ronnie, quit playing! What the hell did he say?" He yelled at me, his anger growing as he pushed me against the locker.
"Get off me, man," I pushed him away, "All Mr. Promas said about you was that you were a drug addict and that I should stay away from you," I smirked.
"And that's what you're going to do?" Derek scoffed, "Listen, Ronnie. All ya' boys have been there for you ever since you slept with Valentina a long time ago while you were with Selena, and you know what? You started popping pills on your own right after the break up. Don't even think about putting all this blame on me. I might've convinced you to break up with Selena...but," he chuckled, "I did it with love. She ain't worth your time, my brother. Valentina definitely is. Selena's completely different from you. She's a freaking psycho!"
"And you're not?" I gasped.
"Guys, guys. We don't need to do this here," Michael took in a deep breath. "Whatever, Michael!" Derek hollered, "Tell Ronnie to get his shit together and when he does...," he sighed, "Tell him to give me a call," Derek hit me one more time before he walked away from me, as I fought the urge to hit him but Michael held me back.
"Ronnie, calm down. I'll talk to Derek!" Michael nonchalantly said. "It's not that!" I shouted, "What if he tells Selena? I couldn't handle that at all. I can't handle seeing that look in her eyes. I need her to forgive me for everything that I've done to her and if she finds out about this, I'm screwed!" I finished. "It's not going to be like that, bro. She will forgive you. I'll calm down Derek, and let's see what he says, okay?" Justin said as he walked towards me.
"Whatever, we're late for gym, guys," I rolled my eyes as I put on my gym shirt on and changed into my shorts. We headed out into the gymnasium as my coach cleared his throat.
"Okay, class. Do your warm-ups and meet me in the football field in 10!" He blew his whistle before walking out the back doors that led to the fields. Suddenly, all of our phones chimed and we became puzzled.
Have you found the aconite killer yet? -M.P.G
"Aconite killer? What's this supposed to mean?" I exclaimed. Suddenly, Raquel walked in sobbing and ran into my arms. "You really do not know the truth, I'm just...I'm so sorry," she sniffled as I embraced her.
"What's going on?" Christopher gasped.
"I know the truth about what happened to Sofia," Raquel wiped her tears as she took in a deep sigh and I don't think we were ready for the outcome.
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Game Face (UNDER EDITING)
Fanfiction"We're just playing with you guys, calm down," they said. Little did they know...that I was playing the game too & boy, was I going to win.
