Fake Love

Part 58

Briar POV

Back at home the next morning, I am sitting in my room doing my homework, school starts in an hour and I need to finish this homework. Did I mention that its math homework and I'm struggling; I could really use Myles' help right now. As if on queue, he walks in.

"What you up to?" He asks me.

"Math homework." I tell him with a sigh.

"Let me guess," Myles smirks. "You want my help with it?"

"You know me so well." I smile.

He helps me out with my homework and soon enough I'm done. We rush to Myles' car and start making our way to school. I start thinking about how we've been banned from talking to our friends. This sucks.

"Mylo," I start. "Do you think that the others will apologise t the principle?"

"I hope so." He says.

"They better apologise." I snap. "I can't believe they are acting so stubborn about this."

"I know B." He gives me a knowing look. "We'll just have to talk them into apologising."

We pull up into the school parking lot and walk towards our lockers and get our stuff out. First class is biology. Vic and Dylan are in this class; we're in a seating plan but thankfully we sit next to each other which means we can talk to one another.

"Welcome to the best class of the day." Vic whispers to me when I sit next to her.

"So we're aloud to talk to each other in this class?" I ask her, hopefully.

"Yep." Dylan says smugly.

"Thank god." I sigh. "I need to talk to you both about something."

"What is it?" They ask me.

"You need to apologise to the principle. Today." I demand.

"Ughhhhhh." Dylan rolls her eyes.

"We already talked about this Briar." Vic says, impatiently. "We're not going to apologise."

"Yes, you are." I say starting to get angry. "You're going to walk into the principles office at interval and you're going to say that you're sorry for everything that you've done. Then you're going to ask if we can talk to one another again; if he says yes then you'll thank him, but if he says no then feel free to take the apology back and bite his head off."

Vic and Dylan share an unsure look before Vic says, "Fine."

"Dylan?" I ask her.

"Fine I'll do it." She nods. 

"Good." I smile at them.

Then I turn my focus to the front of the class where the teacher is going on about dissecting a sheep's heart.