Chapter 28 (E)

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Kiara POV

All week it was so nerve-racking, I was still thinking about how I could deal with being with a bunch of snobby popular girls for a whole night. Then next thing I knew, it was Friday after school had finished. How can time just pass on so fast.

I felt like I was going to throw up and not know what to do about it. I felt like my guts were going to explode and I was going to faint from all this nervousness. I exited the school and as I was doing so I passed by a group of populars. When I looked at who was in the group I saw that it was the basketball team and the super popular girls. And of course, Timothy was there too.

I quickly walked passed them making sure they didn't see me because I was already a nervous wreck and I didn't need to socialize with people I hate to make my mood worst. But of course, that didn't work at all.

"Hey Kiara, how have you been doing?" I heard someone say from behind me.

I stopped in my tracks and sighed in defeat. I turned around first with my head facing the floor and then I slowly looked up and saw Timothy standing tall in front of me. "Not all too good now that you are talking to me." I said to him as I straightened my stance up a little.

"Oh, how can you say that about me. I already know you are always miserable, and you could never hate me. You love me still." Timothy said with so much confidence. I just wanted to slap that confidence right off his face, so I did.

I heard a bunch of gasps coming from around me. I looked at Timothy again and saw him holding his cheek. But the face he made just brightened up my day by 100%. Who would have known that bitch slapping your ex was so satisfying. I didn't say anything and neither did he, so turned on my toes and went on my way again.

I heard some of the girls trying to get to me and tell me off, but they never caught up to me. So, I looked over my shoulders a little and I saw that Timothy grabbed their shoulders and shakes his head no.

I took long strides home and upon entering my sister greeted me back home from the living room, then went back to her phone. I wouldn't say we had a close relationship, but we did have some small conversations about our live and such. I walked down the halls and got a bag and filled it with all my necessities including my clothes and made sure to bring my phone, so I could record any valuable information. The only reason I was going there in the first place.

I went out the house saying by to my sister again.

"Where you going lil sis." She asked me as I was just about to leave the house.

"Oh, just to a little sleep over. Nothing special." I said causally.

"My sister going to a sleep over? You are actually being social?" My sister very rudely and offensively said to me.

"yeah what about it?" I said trying not to go all into too much details.

"Nothing. Just have fun I guess." She said dropping the conversation and letting me go. I walked out the house and made my way to the address Cynthia had handed me.

I knocked on the door of a very big house, that had a grand path way leading to the actual door. It was like I was walking through a whole secret garden getting to the door it was weird but pretty cool. I can only guess whose house this might be. Of course, it would be Darla's. I waited for someone to answer the door and hoping I got the right house and didn't seem like some sort of stalker at someone else's door steps.

The door slowly opened, and I was face to face with one of the girls that I just couldn't stand, Darla. She was just a straight up follower to Frencheska, and in my opinion I have no idea in why she is considered a popular in the first place. She wasn't even that pretty, maybe she was with them to be the new dog for the others. I remember Abigail use to be in that spot, and I thought that exact same thing about her too.

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