Before
I could feel her watching me, her eyes pouring at the back of my head.
Why was she looking at me?
Did she know my plan?
I screamed at her in my head as I focused on Eve in the front row.
She would be mine, no matter the consequences.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe
Teen FictionMaybe it was the look you always had in your eye when you were in class that made me hate you. Maybe it was the way I watched her run from you with fear. Maybe I should've taken your advice, layered in sticky notes which decorated my locker. Maybe...
