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My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste
Bailey's pov
The days are going by quickly and it feels like the longer we go without
speaking, Mira and I were losing whatever small piece of thread that
kept our friendship. It had gone from a few glances, me mostly trying to
grab her attention to now, nothing.
As I settle on the chair and place my bag on the desk, I sighed. I loved
Kaleb and I am growing more happier with him every day. But I also
know my heart misses Mira too.
"I'm so screwed.â Kristina moaned, plopping on the chair beside mine.
At any moment now Mira will show up. If she sees Kristina beside me,
she'd sit at front, obviously trying to avoid sitting anywhere in close
proximity to me.
I brought my gaze to Kristina, my brows drawing as I regarded her
words. " Screwed? What did you do?"
Kristina winced, looking embarrassed. * I may or may not have
forgotten to do the homework. I was up talking with you and Lucy last
night and kind of fell asleep right after. I only remembered we had
homework.....like at the this very moment.
Lucy was uncle Liam and aunt Crystal's daughter. They moved last
year but we still try to keep in touch. Sometimes we play a few games
but it hasn't been like how it was before. We grew out of our video
games phase.
I shook my head, smiling. " Want to copy mine before the teacher gets
here?"
Kristina nodded, a grateful look on her face. I unzipped my bag and dug
through in search of the book when the door pushes open. Of course I
look up and my eyes landed on Mira. She paused, looked at me angrily
and swept her gaze to Kristina.
A glare so brutal is sent Kristina's way. Rolling her eyes, Mirabella
storms to one of the empty seats at front, aggressively throwing her
bag on the desk childishly.
Kristina sighs heavily beside me. " You two need to talk this out.â
I sadly looked down, pulling out the textbook and pushing it over to her.
"I tried. Kaleb tried. She doesn't want to talk Kristy. I-
I let out a breath, staring at Mira's back in frustration. * I don't think she
wants me as a friend anymore."
Kristina snorted. " Bullshit. Remember that rumor Juliet spread a few
days ago about you stealing her man?"
I turn to Kristina, brows drawn into a furrow as I try to think of when she
was referring to. Then it clicked. I nod. " Yes I remember." I sneered
low. Juliet had been a bitch and tried to make everyone turn against me
by spreading lies.
I expected this from her honestly.
Kristina snorted, smirking as she leaned closer to me, her voice
drawing low as she mumbled. " Ever wondered how the rumor just
happen to cease so quickly?"
Intrigued i draw closer to her and whispered. " How?"
Kristina shifted her gaze to Mirabella's back, her eyes amused and she
giggled faintly. With a nudge of her chin Mira's way, she confessed. " It
was Mira. She tracked down that bitch in the bathroom and may have
been a little aggressive. Told her to stop spreading bullshit before she
smashed her fist on her nose. You should have been there to see
Juliet's face. Bitch was about to piss herself. *
I stared at Kristy wide eyed, completely and utterly stunned by what
she had just uttered. Mira stopped the rumor? I am in disbelief,
especially with how Mira has been treating both me and Kaleb.
Yet why would she do this?
Kristina snorted and shrugged. " Who would go to such lengths to
protect someone if they hated them so badly?" Straightening herself
and opening the textbook, Kristina murmured. " There's still a chance to
reconnect and forgive. Mira is stubborn but you know who else is
stubborn?"
"Who?"
"You." Kristina laughed softly, sparing me a glance. " You're stubborn
to give up on anything. And I know damn well you won't give up on her.â
As I looked over at Mira, she turned around and her eyes landed on
me. Though she quickly tore her eyes away and looked back at the
board, I had that sense of hope. Maybe there is a way to get back into
her good graces.
So when the teacher came and the class started, after a couple of
minutes Mira raised her hand and asked the teacher permission to use
the bathroom and I do too, hoping that this was a good opportunity to
finally get her alone and talk. Hoping that we can resolve this and be
friends again.
But I was wrong.