Chapter 32: "You're not allowed around boys."
Jasper didn't leave his room that night, so I wasn't able to test out the efficacy of my intervention.
Instead, I had to go to school the next day, much to my dismay.
When I got to my locker, I saw Tyler standing way too close — passionately kissing Emily a few lockers away from mine.
I opened my locker, and Tyler noticed, as he dug even deeper into Emily's mouth.
Talk about desperate.
I concentrated on getting the textbooks out of my locker and keeping my gaze away from them. When the bell for the first period rang, I heard Tyler let out an exaggerated sigh.
"Aw baby. I don't want to leave you," he murmured, just loud enough for me to hear. "You're perfect."
I clenched my jaw, irritated by how hard he was trying to piss me off.
Maybe it was working.
"You are too, baby. I love you," Emily giggled, definitely shooting me one too many glances.
"Mr.Hastings and Miss.Matthews!"
I turned around to see Ms.Bridge standing behind us with a firm expression on her face.
She was dressed in a fitted grey dress with a blue blazer over it and shiny black high heels. Despite her obviously young age, her eyes gave off a piercing gaze, sharp enough to separate them before she even spoke.
"Unless you want to spend the next week in lunch detention, I would recommend you get to class and keep the physical intimacy for your own homes," she curtly spoke, making the pair sheepishly look in different directions.
They mumbled their apologies before heading off in different directions.
I smirked at the scene, but turned back to meet Ms.Bridge's cold stare and instantly dropped my smile.
"Is there something you're waiting for, Maya?"
I shook my head before walking away, trying to imagine how life would be if she was with Elijah.
Yeesh.
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During lunch, Sara was adamant on deciding our costumes for the Halloween party — for which I had yet to ask permission to go to.
"Come on guys, we should go as Disney villains! I really wanna be Cruella de Vil!" Sara pleaded, making Tamika roll her eyes.
"And what are the rest of us going to be?"
"Layla can be Mother Gothel, Priya can be Ursula, Maya can be Cinderella's evil stepmother, and you can be Maleficent!"
We all shook our heads.
Not happening.
"You guys are buzzkills," Sara muttered, sulkily playing with the food on her plate.
"How about the Inside Out characters? That was a good idea you had, Sara," Layla encouragingly said, making the red-haired girl excited again.
"Ooh! Perfect. I'll be Joy! Tamika can be Anger."
"You're the one with red hair, why should I be Anger?" Tamika argued.
"Ummm. A little help here guys," Sara pointedly said, looking at the rest of us.
"It's not a big deal guys. Tamika, what character do you want to go as?" Layla intervened.
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Becoming a DeMarlo
Ficção GeralSeventeen-year-old Maya is no stranger to the world of crime. But when she discovers that the life she has always known was built on a lie, Maya is pulled into a world far darker than she expected: one tied to the family she never knew she had. As s...
