The week went by fast, I'm finally going back to school. I'm probably going to get a lot of hate from everyone today but I don't give two shits. I'm already hating school, can anything be worse?
I read the clock, 8:00. Shit. I grabbed jean shorts and random shirt and got dressed. I put my hair in a messy bun and did my make up. I looked decent, I would have looked better if my alarm went off. I walked to Lukes room so he could take me to school.
"Luke wake up im going to be late!" I yelled. He gets up faster than you can say butter and we leave. We arrive at the school at 8:17 so I have thirteen minutes to spare. I go to my locker and a note falls out.
Dear Isela,
Watch your back, mess with me and I will make your life a living hell. Prepare for your worst nightmare.
~ anonymous
I crumble the paper and look around. Honestly, I wasn't scared. I dealt with worse, this isn't any Pretty Little Liars shit. I throw the paper away in the nearest trash can and go to my first class.
The day went by and I went to lunch. I sat by Kasie by she gave me a upsetting look.
"Whats wrong?" I ask.
"I- we can't be friends anymore" she said.
"What, why?" I asked confused.
"We can't okay? Just leave me the hell alone!" she raised her voice more than she should have and caused everyone to look at us. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in a stall crying. What the hell is her problem?
Kasie's POV*
"We can't okay? Just leave me the hell alone!" I yelled raising my voice higher. She ran to the bathroom tears strolling down her face. I fealt guilt rush across me. I had to do what I had to do though, if Rylie tells everyone I'm screwed. I'm the worst friend ever, how can I put myself before others? I was about to run after her but Rylie grabbed my arm.
"You sure you wanna do that? Don't forget I tell can everyone..." she threatened me.
"Look, Isela has no friends around here, why make her life a living hell?"I ask.
"It's only starting" she said and walked off. Its only starting?
Isela's POV*
I called Luke to pick me up telling him I didn't feel good. I can't believe her, a week ago we were friends and now she doesn't want anything to do with me. What the hell did I do? I sat in the office and saw Luke walk in. We left and he drove home in silence.
"Your not really sick, are you?" he asked.
"W-what?" I stuttered, there it goes again.
"You look perfectly fine, you not coughing and," he stopped and fealt my forehead, "your not running a fever."
"I just wanted to go home, okay?" I said.
"Look, no one likes school, I get it. But that doesn't mean you can call me and lie telling me you don't feel good. There are kids in this world that would die to go to school. So why did you want to leave?" he asked.
"I don't want to talk about it" I mumbled. He pulled the car over, turned the car off and looked at me.
"I'm not driving until you tell me" he said.
"You wouldn't care anyways" I mumbled.
"If I didn't care would I pull over this car and force you to tell me?" he said.
