"He is bad news..."
Chapter 39
*Evelyn’s POV*
The principal was examining me for a whole hour. Turns out I’m a great liar; he believed every bit of my words. I got detention for the whole week. Only that? I supposedly beat up a kid, one week detention wasn’t enough. Was it?
When I got out of the office, the hallways were full of kids going to their periods. I walked to my locker almost shaking. My hands were sweaty and my mind a mess. I can’t believe Zach told Vince to record us while HE was kissing me and I was trying to get away. How evil. What people do for revenge is unbelievable. Pathetic too, sometimes.
I went to my locker, got my books and walked to my classroom. English. My class with Everett. How awkward.
I managed to reach the room. The door was already closed. I know Mrs. Carl would be so pis/sed I was late, but I had a good excuse. The principal kept me in his office.
I knocked on the door softly. I heard her reply: “Come in”. I walked into the classroom slowly, my legs shaking. All eyes were on me; I’m sure the rumors have spread by now.
“Where were you, Miss Jensen?” she asked, taking a careful look at me.
“I was at the principal’s office” I murmured.
“I see. Have a seat so we can keep going with our lesson” she said, gesturing to my desk. I sat down and opened my notebooks, keeping notes right away.
I felt every person in this class staring at me. That’s right b//tches, I had taken the blame for Everett, is it that bad? Everybody knew Everett did it, but no one had the guts to go tell the principal. I didn’t tell him either. Not because I was afraid of Everett –I surely wasn’t– but because I liked him and I’ve hurt him enough. I can’t believe this morning he was telling me I make him happy and now he doesn’t even wanna look at me. I’m sure he doesn’t.
I looked at him. He was staring at his hands, not saying a word. His eyes turned to me but he acted as if he hadn’t seen me, as if I was invisible. My face twisted and I turned my face, concentrating on the lesson again.
This was gonna be way harder than I thought.
At the end of my last period, I placed my books in my locker and prepared myself for detention. I walked to this room I was supposed to be and opened the door. I found a few kids already there. I took my seat in the middle of the class and placed my hands on the desk, staring at them. After half an hour waiting, more teens gathered in the room, along with the teacher. Then, detention started.
This was gonna last for two hours I think. I rolled my eyes, ruffling my hair. This was so messed up.
I haven’t seen Everett so angry in my entire life, neither Sienna. I didn’t know she liked Zach so much and even if I knew, I would NEVER so something similar to that. I’m not the kind of girl who betrays her friends by sleeping with their boyfriends. I don’t even like Zach and she knows it; how could she believe I did it on purpose?
My stomach was a complete mess. I was feeling like throwing up. It was awful; I stood up and looked at the teacher sitting on the desk. I bit my lip before asking.
“Excuse me, could I go to the restroom?” I asked, voice cracking.
“Of course. Everything okay?” she asked, standing up and walking to me.
“Yes! Can I go now?” I repeated my question.
“Yes, you may go” she gestured to the door.
I got out of the room and took a deep breath. Then, I started walking to the restroom slowly. I didn’t wanna rush things; detention was boring in the first place. So I walked there slowly, when I felt my mouth having a weird taste. I started running like crazy when I found the room. I pushed the door open, ran towards a toilet and started throwing up.
I felt so sick. Was I sick? No, this morning I was fine. I remember Everett and I sleeping together. I wasn’t feeling sick at all. What happened now?
I stopped and grabbed a tissue to wipe my mouth. I walked to the mirrors, rubbing my belly. It was almost November; am I a little late for my period? No, it’s just my idea. No, I’m fine. I’m fine, nothing’s gonna happen.
I walked back to the class. I stood outside and knocked on the door carefully. I heard the teacher saying “Come in” from inside. I twisted the handle of the door and opened it. I walked in but suddenly, I felt my head heavy. I slid my palm to my forehead. I didn’t have fever; I was okay. I think.
My knees felt like jelly. I pressed my palm against a desk I found for balance, but then everything turned dark and I fainted.
Oh. My. God.
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