*Chapter 12|Eyes*

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Bianca's P.O.V

WHY GOD, WHY.

I had never been more embarrassed in my life.

Last night was a terrible one for me, when Blake and Clara left the room after promising to keep their mouths shut, I spent exactly ten whole minutes telling them nothing happened while sipping from my hot chocolate, all they did was give me a knowing smirk.

"I get it, you're embarrassed. I won't tell anyone, relax." those were Blake's exact words.

I should have know I couldn't trust Blake.

After showering, I went down the stairs in Zoe's grey sweatshirt and jeans, I didn't expect the way everyone looked at me as if they knew something I didn't know they knew.

I wanted to kill Blake.

I kept doubting all they were saying about me liking Asher, but when I saw Asher walk into the kitchen a blush couldn't help but rise on my cheeks, not because I liked him, but because of what happened last night. He sat on the stool next to me and acted like nothing happened.

I skipped breakfast skillfully and only munched on an apple and banana. I just don't feel hungry, I never do. I could tell Asher noticed but I ignored his stare and observed everyone else. I wasn't used to this much people around me.

When Zoe trudged into the room she completely ignored me like she did with everyone else.

All she did was pick up a plate and serve herself some breakfast with a glass of water and an aspirin tablet on the side.

"Hey Bianca, are you ready to go?" Clara and Jasmine stood at the other side of the island with bright smiles on their faces.

Clara had her blonde hair straightened down and wore a cute light sweater, skinny jeans and brown boots with minor make up. Jasmine's hair was put in a fish tail and she wore a grey long sleeve off shoulder shirt tucked in blue skinny jeans and grey vans, but kept her face clean from make up.

"Where are we going?" I ask them in confusion. Clara gives me a look and shortly glances at Blake that just left the room with Caleb beside him.

"Didn't Blake tell you that we're going out today?" She asks. She stares at my outfit in disgust, I look down my clothes but don't see anything wrong with it. "Obviously not."

The memory popped up. "He did. I just forgot, but I'm ready to go," I tell her, she gives me a grin.

Clara picks up a set of keys from the island and gives Zoe a quick glance. "Are you coming with us?" Clara asks Zoe. Zoe doesn't looks up from her breakfast and grunts tiredly. "Suit yourself," Clara shrugs.

We made our way towards the front door. "What's up with Zoe?" I ask Jasmine from beside me.

"Hangover," She replies.

She drank? When?

"Hey ladies," I turn to the voice and find Shawn, Antonio and Caleb standing near the stairs. "Stay safe," Shawn says sternly.

"The guys and I are going school hunting," Asher appears from the door to the kitchen. "You guys might not meet us here when you get home."

Clara nods. "Okay. See you guys later."

We made our way down the front porch and hop into a white jeep parked near our house, Clara drives while I stay in the back seat with Jasmine beside me. "What happened to the Mercedes?" I ask.

"We got rid of it, so they won't be able to trace us," Jasmine answers from beside me. I nod understandingly and look out the black tinted windows.

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