Chapter 38

Juliet's Pov

I was filled with rage. I would believe that bitch Maya had the guts to hit me back after I slapped her. And it was all because of Micah. I knew she wouldn’t have had the balls to do with if he wasn’t friends with her.

Speaking about Micah, he was currently giving me the silent treatment. I hadn’t spoken to him in two days and it was driving me nuts.

Ignoring my friends, I stormed off and went in search of Micah. I found him in the parking lot. He was standing at the rear end of his car, trying to get out his football gear. He most likely had a late afternoon practice, that wouldn’t let out until late. This was my chance to talk to him.

“Micah,” I huffed, approaching him. I placed my hands on my hips and tried my best to rail in my temper. The last thing I needed was for us to engage in yet another fight. Things were already pretty heated between us. And it was all that tramp’s fault.

“Juliet,” Micah pursed his lips when he saw me. He was clutching his duffel bag against