13-secrets

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Chapter 13

Secrets
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"You know what I think?"

"What?" I ask, bored, as I wait for Hale to finish stuffing the pencils into his pouch.

"I think Mickey Mouse would be really good friends with Geronimo Stilton." He says, and I sigh.

"What is your obsession with animated mice?" I ask dryly, walking to the door.

"I'm not obsessed!" he cries, following me closely. "By the way, I completely forgot to tell you."

"What?" 

"I have some amazing gossip." he grins like a Cheshire cat, sliding along the marble floor to stop in front of me. I roll my eyes and move him so that I can walk down the stairs.

"Hey!" he catches up, and bounces excitedly. "So, you know Chynna from Junior year yeah?"

"Asian cheerleader who's dating Sandy." I state, stopping in front of my locker. "What happened with her?"

"Right, so the party we had last week - that you didn't come to -" he sends me a dirty look, "there was already this rumour going around that she's been sleeping with Dimitri. Anyways, in the party, some dude got pics of them literally smashing." Hale's cheeks go slightly pink. "She was topless, and on top of him while he-"

"Okay, that's enough." I say, holding my hands up to stop him. "And isn't Dimitri in 10th grade?"

"Yep."

"That's way too young for her to smash, gross." I grimace in disgust. "He's barely 15."

"Yeah, but that's not even the juiciest part!" Hale grins again, jumping from one heel to the other in barely contained excitement. "That asshole uploaded the pictures online, through her Instagram account!"

"What?" I asked, perplexed. "How is that even-"

"- possible? I don't know man, but he somehow got access to it or something - or she - and uploaded those pictures as her latest posts and story." He presses his lips together. "Her mother follows her."

"Holy shit." I wince. "Fuck, that couldn't have gone down well."

"Her family is pretty conservative." Hale nods. "Like her parents not much, but all her cousins, aunts and uncles found out. They're pulling her out of this school."

"Holy crap, that's crazy." I say, and Hale nods.

"What's crazy?" Evie yawns, appearing from down the hallway and stopping in front of us. "Shit, I'm so sleepy."

"Chynna is getting pulled out." Hale explains, and I let Evie lean on my shoulder.

"Yeah I heard." Evie yawns again. "Right, I saw those pictures. I was checking my feed in front of mom, can you even believe it. And that picture popped up. At least it was taken down after all her friends reported it and it was uncensored nudity anyway."

"But the damage was already done." Hale shrugs. "And I-"

"HALE MIRELLA!" Someone screams, and the entire corridor goes silent. Hale jerks from surprise, and I look down the hallway in confusion to see a girl and her gang of bitches furiously making their way down right to us.

"Um Hale." Evie asks quietly. "What did you do man."

"What are you-" he whirls around and his eyes widen in what I could only describe as terror. "Oh fuck."

"What did you do, dude." I press, eyes widening with every step the girl takes to us. I recognise her vaguely, I think she is part of the disciplinary committee, if I'm not mistaken. She has black curly hair and was short, quite pretty. But she looks seriously frightening with that ugly snarl and her spiky, leather boots.

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