36 | The Ball

Phoebe’s POV

I was applying highlighter on my cheek-bones when Ava burst inside my room with a grim expression on her face.

I stop mid-way with the brush still in my hand and before I can ask her what’s wrong, she blurts out saying, “I slept with Andres”

For a moment I thought I went deaf after hearing what she said. My eyes widen with a shock when I finally register her words and I stare at her dumbfounded.

What the actual fuck?!

“When…how?!” I wave my hand at her and she sighs like a child who had her first kiss. Except she wasn’t happy, she looked torn with her deeds.

“I know I know it sounds so… I don’t even know what to name it. I was angry with Noah when I saw Camille exit his room last night when I was fetching water for myself. Andres also saw it, we were talking, then I kissed him, then we were making out and it felt so good t