He's my boyfriend

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And I slept off.

Next morning Ty woke me up. I had breakfast while he kept snickering. Pat picked me up and thus in a very routinely manner I reached school.

But as soon as I set foot on the school parking lot I knew something was wrong. People were looking at us and talking and not in a good way.

We entered the school and met Liya at the lockers. As soon as she saw us she came running.

"Guys the whole schools buzzing with news about you'll." She said whisper screaming.

'Us?' Patrick and me said at the same time.

"Yeah ... the news about your break up with Jass has finally hit the stands. People are taking sides . The version of the story I overheard was, you broke up with her cause she stopped putting out."

"What the actual fuck?" I said shocked at what I heard. Pat just had his head down. We waited a few seconds before saying anything.

He looked up and said "Wow" . That was all he said. The bell rang and we shuffled of to our classes. Today I had first class with Liya. On our way to psychology class I noticed the way people were talking again.

I could see that Liya was observing me observing the people around us. She gently put her hand on my shoulder and guided me to move faster to the class.

We entered the class and took the last row seats. I looked at her patiently waiting for her to tell me what she heard.

"Okay... please don't get mad ... just keep calm ... they are only rumours...." she said softly, reaching out to hold my hands. She was gently rubbing her thumb over my palms.

I knew what this meant. It meant this, whatever 'this' was, is bad.

"What I overheard is that
.....you bunked the school with Randall so that you could go over to his place... to you know......." she just trailed off.

"What?" I said shocked.

She kept holding my hands. I was left speechless. Mr.Schuester entered the class. Liya turned to her desk.

"Are you okay ?" She asked.

"Yeaa..." I replied half heartedly.

The class started but my mind was on a one way track. Every time I tried to divert myself I ended up getting further deep into thinking what may have caused the rumours to start.

I told only Liya and she wouldn't tell anybody. That could only mean Randall told people....

I was annoyed. He did all this so he could mock me? Make up stories about me. Spread this kind of bullshit about me. How could he ?

I didn't know if I was more angry or sad. All I knew is that I felt humiliated.

The day went on. The whirlwind of emotions I felt were causing my head to sport a splitting headache.

Pat took me home. We both really weren't in the mood so we kept quiet. After he dropped me home I didn't really feel like eating lunch. I took a long shower and slept.

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I ignored it for as long as I could but it just kept ringing of the hook.

I picked it up.

"Hello." I said trying to stifle a yawn.

"Good evening Kitten." I heard his voice and all of a sudden all the anger from the morning resurfaced. I cut the call. He called again and again and again. I got annoyed of cutting the call so I muted the ring on my phone.

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