Finding The Boy In The Player ((Book 1))

~~Chapter 18~~

I caught Carla sitting at the cafeteria with a bunch other girls. Ugh, a fake friend much?

I placed my hand on her shoulder and swigged her shoulder to face me.

 

“I need to talk to you. NOW” I emphasised.

 

“I’m busy” Carla waved me off as if a fly in her drink.

 

I pushed her shoulder again for her attention. “I. Don’t. Care.” I pressed.

 

“Daisy just get the h-”

 

“Why are you lying about me to Ethan?” I cut her off.

 

“Oh” Carla’s face went frozen for a split second. “He talked to you, then?”

 

“No, Sh!t. Maybe my fairy godmother told me I had a fake, lying, rude friend I can no longer call a bestfriend” I summed up sarcastically.

 

Carla rolled her eyes at me. “Fine let’s talk then” she mocked me with her hands motioning my ranting about her. She got up and excused herself from her so called “friends” who were giving her confused looks as they eavesdropped on our small conversation.

 

Carla lead me outside, in a shade close to a cafeteria window but out of human ear reach.

 

“SO?” Carla gave me an annoyed look.

 

“That’s all you have to say? I think you have a lot of explaining to do, Carla” I gave a demanding response.

 

“What explaining? That I saw you and Logan flirting? Or that I thought you’re a bad friend because you interpret “flirting” as “hanging out” with Logan?” she snapped.

 

“What make you think I was flirting and not the other way around?” I asked her. “Logan after all is a player”

 

Her face scrunched up, not liking what I was saying. Her breathing being audible, and her eyes looking away from me as if she couldn’t look at me.

 

“Maybe, Logan’s a nice guy! Maybe, Logan can change for someone! You can’t accuse Logan of everything that has to do with teen hormones, just to make yourself look like a virgin!” Carla screamed at me. She almost looked like she wanted to cry. Like what she was saying was paining her by every word she said.

 

I looked at he with disbelief written all over my face. “Why do you keep defending Logan and his player status? Does he have something over you? Is he forcing you to say this to me and Ethan?” I asked her, feeling worried for her.

 

“No!” she screamed. Now, clear raindrops were rolling down her cheek. “You just don’t get it!” Carla said screaming still. She gave me a look of sadness and pain before she ran to a nearby  girl’s bathroom.