*currently still Michaels Point Of View*
"You were just with the freak and probably put your tongue down her throat for all the hell I know"
What does that mean?
Does Kristen actually think I'd tongue kiss a slut like Nicole?!
Most of these girls here are sluts, and I have no clue if Kristen has something up her sleeve.
It was finally the end of the day and I had my backpack lazily slung along my shoulder and my combat boots making everyone turn their heads towards me. I spotted Kristen at her locker and leaned against the one next to hers and smirked.
She glanced at me, then back at putting her stuff away.
"Sweetheart, if you don't tell me what's wrong I'll slam your locker shut and I'll embarrass you."
Kristen sighed and grabbed her back shutting her locker slowly.
"you wouldn't understand.."
I grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the school doors, and I swear I could see Nicole give us a nasty look.
I grabbed my attention back to Kristen, and noticed her slow walking and pale face.
"Kristen please tell me."
Kristen looked at me and looked down.
"What bus do you ride?"
I glanced at my wrist, and examined where I wrote my bus number.
She perked her head up and smiled.
"Don't think I've seen you though."
She slowly removed her eyes from me.
"I sit in the back.. alone.."
I shoved my hands into my pockets. As we arrived at our bus, we took our seats near the forsaken back and I swiveled my eyes to look at her.
"So, tell me what's going on."
"You know Nicole?"
And as the bus grew nearer and nearer to our stop, she bawled right in front me.