December 2. Narration:
Molly and Gil's relationship: Great.
Deema and Goby's relationship: Great.
Oona and Nonny's relationship: Hmm. . . Don't hang out much with friends. . . Just each other.
Oona was feeling nervous. Health was the only class that she wasn't with Nonny. Other bad part? Deema was her only friend in that class until she got moved to a different class. Worst of all? They had to do group work. Of all things, group work.
Fortunately, there were a couple of students who decided to work with her. Everything was going well, until David Darcston came along.
"What are you doing here?" Oona asked in an angry voice.
"Joining your group." David said with a smirk.
Oona rolled her eyes and kept quiet. Ever since Oona's looks changed, some guys started to like her, including David. But she hated David with her heart and soul, for he used to beat her up until she couldn't stand.
There was tension in the air, but everything was going somewhat well. Until David walked his fingers up Oona's back.
"David! Don't touch me!" said Oona.
"What?" said David. "I thought you didn't like two-timers?"
Oona paused. Nonny? A two-timer? No. . . That couldn't be.
"You liar!" Oona spat out.
"Suit yourself. How about checking the stairwell?"
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Oona POV:
I ran as fast as I could. I was able to hear David's voice calling my name and telling me to wait.
I screamed, "Get away from me!"
I ran the stairs and accidentally bumped into Molly and Deema.
"Is everything alright?" they asked.
I ignored them and ran off to the stairwell. It can't possibly be true.
I reached the stairwell doors and flung it open only to have my heart shattered in a million pieces.
There. . . In front of my eyes. . . Was Nonny and Addison kissing.
So it was true!
Nonny saw me and pulled away as fast as he could.
"Oona! I can explain!"
I'm done.
I ran to the performance room and opened the secret door on the side of the stage that was covered by the stage's skirt.
I tried to calm down, but then the dam broke open. And my tears came running down my face.
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