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Florence manoeuvred her car to the familiar street, the engine humming softly as she drove out of Caden’s driveway. Although she had managed to seem chill to her friends, on the inside her conversation with Daniel was suffocating her. The heavy silence that settled between the three as she drove didn’t help either. So she put on some music and blasted it, loud enough to cast out any of the gloom in the car. As they drove, Florence stole glances at Ruby, her mind swirling with thoughts of what had transpired with Daniel at the party. She couldn't bring herself to voice her concerns, the weight of her own confusion and guilt pressing down on her. While Ruby sat beside her, lost in her thoughts, trying to piece together the fragments of memories from the previous night. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her, the gaps in her memory leaving her feeling unsettled and vulnerable. Caden’s words haunted her, but she was sure he was only bluffing. There was no truth to
Ruby was glad to be back in the comfort of her own house. She wasted no time, throwing herself on the bed as soon as she opened the door to her bedroom. “Now I can scream as much as I want,” she blurted out, realising a moment too late that Florence was right behind her. “Come in, Florence,” she told her, her voice muffled as she buried her head in a pillow. Riley called out from downstairs, “Are you sure you guys don’t want anything to eat or drink?” “No! We’re fine,” Ruby answered, her voice loud enough to reach her sister. “Pretend like it’s your house. Get comfortable,” Ruby offered. In response, she received a smile that clearly showed just how nervous Florence was in the moment. Ruby sat up straight, although she wanted to sleep the day away. She had to do this for her friend. “I’m listening. Tell me what’s bothering you,” she said in a soft voice. “Even if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. We can do something. Watch a movie? Or I’ll let you paint my nails. Ril
Long after Florence had left, Ruby laid on her bed staring at the ceiling above her in deep thought. She had imagined a hundred different ways the previous night had probably ended. There were some that were less embarrassing—but all of them were embarrassing nonetheless. Someone had spiked her drink at the party, and she had ended up being completely out of her senses so much that she couldn’t recall anything. It was so hard to believe that her mind didn’t even register Luke showing up to the party. Caden deciding to bring her into his house was something she just couldn't understand. It was him being too nice. And that was something she couldn’t wrap her mind around. The thought of likely having done something similar to Florence made her nearly want to bury herself deep inside the ground. Had she fessed up something that was best kept hidden?Caden’s teasing behavior was unusual. And the fact that he introduced her as his girlfriend to his grandma? Couldn’t he come up with a bet
The next morning Luke showed up at Ruby’s door. The moment their eyes met, Ruby knew he had been worried sick about her. How had she forgotten to respond to his texts? She expected him to be mad at her. She expected him to scold her. She expected him to be furious about her not responding to his numerous texts. But all he really did, before saying anything, was embrace her into a tight and protective hug. “Burn down your phone,” he whispered into her ears, breathless as if he’d been running for a long time. From the way he was sweating, she was sure he had run up to her front door. “You’re being very cheesy, Luke. Hugging me like this, being all worried,” she replied, but hugged him back. They didn’t hug often, but everytime Luke had hugged her, she’d felt safe and protected. “Well, aren’t you gonna come in?” Riley called out from the kitchen, her head peeking out from the doorframe, staring at them. Luke let her go almost too quickly, as if he was embarrassed by the fact th
Ruby realized with clammy fingers that tomorrow was the day as the tip of the red pen smoothly completed the cross mark in the tiny square of the calendar. She had run out of time to prepare, feeling the weight of anticipation settling upon her.The impending arrival of tomorrow consumed Ruby's thoughts, causing her heart to race and her stomach to churn with anxiety. Despite having carefully considered this day throughout the past week, her nerves threatened to drive her to madness as it drew near. The absence of her friends, who had chosen to continue their education at her former boarding school, only worsened her unease. Even Luke, her close companion, would not be there.Glancing at the untouched glass of warm milk her mother had placed on the bedside table hours ago, Ruby noted its transformation into a cold liquid mirroring the raindrops against her window. The thought of its taste made her cringe, and she abandoned the book in her hands, too weary to continue reading. Trying t
An hour later, Ruby found herself standing in front of the massive mirror in the girls' bathroom, groaning in frustration and occasionally stomping her feet as she tried to remove the remnants of milkshake from her hair. Thankfully, her jacket had protected her t-shirt from being spoiled. She carefully wiped away the few drops that had dripped onto her jeans, and the previously empty dustbin beside her was now filled with discarded tissues.It was impossible for Ruby to go back home, change, and return to school in time. Taking the city bus would consume two hours, and with only four lectures scheduled for the day, she would miss all of them.Feeling frustrated and wanting to appear presentable in class, Ruby checked her watch and realized there were only ten minutes left in the first lecture. Physics was her favorite subject, and she had prepared diligently for this lesson. However, all her efforts had been in vain because of that infuriating guy, Caden.Determined not to let this in
Mrs. Cooper tapped her knuckles on the polished surface of her table, trying to gain Caden's attention. Since they had entered her office, his gaze had been filled with animosity towards Ruby, while Ruby herself maintained a composed demeanor, looking straight ahead at her teacher.Clearing her throat, Mrs. Cooper addressed Caden directly, holding Ruby's cellphone in her hand. The screen displayed a picture of Ruby with her chocolate and milk-drenched hair, taken before she had cleaned up. It served as evidence of the prank he had played on her.Slowly and menacingly, Caden turned his head towards Ruby and replied, "Yes," with a hint of pride in his voice.Mrs. Cooper pressed further, "Was anyone else involved?""No one. It was only me," he claimed, shouldering the blame entirely. Ruby couldn't help but wonder why he would lie and take all the responsibility upon himself.But there was someone else involved—the person who had recorded the video.Sighing, Mrs. Cooper rubbed her temples
After submitting the required documents, Ruby walked back to Room 201, her classroom. The atmosphere was bustling with activity, and unfamiliar faces filled the room. She couldn't help but feel a sense of uneasiness, her anxiety bubbling up within her. She tried to hide her nervousness, but her slightly shaky movements betrayed her emotions. With sweaty palms, she entered the classroom, whispering a silent thank-you to no one in particular as she found an empty seat on the second bench. Before settling down, she couldn't resist glancing at Caden, her arch-nemesis. To her surprise, he appeared cheerful and content, surrounded by his group of friends. How could he sit there looking so delighted after receiving a month of detention? The injustice of it all frustrated her, fueling her loathing towards him with each passing moment. Shaking her head in disbelief, she contemplated the decision to leave her former school and friends behind. It had only been one day, and she was already fille