I walked into the boy's locker room looking for Oliver. When I found him
though, I wasn't very happy with what I saw. I wasn't happy at all at what
I saw. I was upset. I felt my heart fall into my stomach. I saw a pretty
blond pushed up against a locker and being kissed by a tall handsome
brunette. It was Oliver and Angel Millings, a girl the same year as Oliver.
Angel was a Ravenclaw, a slut at that. I really don't know why her name is
Angel; she's such a bitch. Oliver was still in his towel. My sight became
bad when I started crying. I didn't care though, but I needed to leave. I
ran out of the lockers, but I forgot something. The necklace I was wearing
must have fallen off. I cursed myself for being so stupid. But I have to
talk to him now. I have no choice. Better get ready for the heartbreak of a
lifetime.
