Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 25


    “I want everyone to read the yellow wallpaper by  Charlotte Perkins. Then in a brief pasage exin


    what you’ve learnt. I want this by tomorrow.” Miss  Fernandez states in a stern voice then dismisses


    the s right after the bell rings.


    I made a mental note to head to the school’s  library before going home. Sighing, I ce the  books


    inside my bag, zipping it up while looking at  the clock.


    “What a loser.” A girl whispered to her friend while  they giggled at me. I lowered my head and slung


    the bag straps over my shoulder.


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    Even though dad hade early to speak to the  principal today, some of the students still thought  it


    was funny to call me names. Though the  principal warned them about getting suspended  some


    thought it was a pointless threat.


    I move towards the door, not caring that I brushed  pa*s others to get out first. I hear their protest  and


    nasty remarks but I was determined to not let  them get to me anymore.


    I got out of the *sroom and headed over to my  locker. I spot my brother waiting beside it, hands  in


    his pockets as he leaned his head on the cold  blue metal with eyes closed.


    I rolled my eyes and purposely knocked the locker  loud enough to have him jolt. “What’s wrong


    sleeping beauty?” I teased. This was the first joke I  managed to make today.


    I was not exactly in the best mood, not when ke  was still avoiding me like the gue. That surely


    didn’t go unnoticed by everyone. This made the  rumors worse especially when everyone saw Stacy


    cozying up with ke at lunch.


    The sight had revolted me so much that I went to  have lunch outside. It made me realize that ke


    had probably lied to me yesterday about breaking  up with her.


    Sure they weren’t kissing but they didn’t look like  they weren’t a couple either. I felt a hot boiling  rage


    of jealousy just by thinking about them  together.


    I should’ve hated him for that, I should never want  him to touch me again. But all I can think about is


    his lips, the way he kissed me like I was his drug.  The way he looked like he was in ecstasy as he ate


    me up like a starved man.


    “Earth to Ashley.” Arden says snapping his fingers  in my face. I shake my head and snap back to


    reality. Seeing my brother’s annoyed blue eyes has  me mentally smirking from irritating him.


    “Jeez what the hell were you thinking about?”  Arden questions.


    “How I’d love to not have to see your face  everyday.” I joked mming the locker.


    “Ha ha very funny.” He says boredly.


    “I have something to research for *s tomorrow,  I’ll meet you home.” I said putting thest book in


    my bag. I had a ton of homework tonight and I  really didn’t want to ck off.


    “Wait you’re noting? But how will you be able  to get home?” Arden asks in confusion. I look up to


    see his brows furrowed and lips pulled down in a  frown.


    I shake my head, zipping the bag. “No I’m not, tell  Ryan to not wait up for me. I’ll take the bus. I  won’t


    be long I promise. And tell dad I’ll be home  soon and yes I know I’m still grounded but it’s for  school.”


    “Try exining that to our old man yourself. Dad  will not be pleased Ashley and I don’t want to  leave


    you here alone.” He says in concern. I  sighed.


    “Arden I’m just going to look through a book, I  won’t be long. Nothing’s going to happen. By the  way,


    it’s my job to be protective not the other way  around.” I said softly.


    He looked like he was contemting before  nodding. “Okay fine but make sure you’re home by  four.”


    He says sternly.


    “Okay dad.” I rolled my eyes. The scent of fresh  roses wafted through my nose until the presence  of


    someone stopped beside me.


    “Do you guys have room for two more? Dad can’t  pick us up today and mom is in a teacher’s


    conference.” Rosalie says beside me.


    “Well we have space for Liam but I don’t think  Ryan likes witches that much. They stink up the


    car.” Arden groans then smirks when he sees a  blonde trailing behind her.


    “A*shole.” Rosalie mumbles lowly.


    I turn to face Liam and sent him a smile. “I’m  surprised that uncle Luke didn’t make you trim on  your


    hair yet.” I teased ruffling his lengthy blonde  hair that almost covered his eyes.


    “You’re not the only one surprised.” Heughs and  ps my hand away.


    He was such a soft spoken kid, makes you wonder  why he was bestfriends with Arden who’s known


    for his troublesome and reckless ways. I believed  that Arden forces him to, but then again the quiet


    ones are always the most mischievous ones.


    “I’m not joining you guys today.” I uttered and  turned around to leave.


    “Tell Ryan to drive safely!” I shout over my  shoulder.


    “Don’t think I forgot about getting the details out  of you missy!” I hear Rosalie shout followed by a


    bicker from Arden. I rolled my eyes, pulling the  straps of the bags higher on my shoulder. Those  two


    always bicker.


    I entered the library and smiled at the librarian on  my way. “I won’t take long.” I informed her.


    Unsurprisingly I’m the only one here and that’s  exactly how I loved it. I walked to the table to the  far


    corner. It was isted and could hardly be  noticable.


    I set my bag on the wooden table and strided over  to one of the shelves. After searching for the book


    for a good ten minutes I had finally spotted it. I  walked back over to the desk with the book in  hand


    and sat down on the wooden bench.


    It felt like an eternity as I flip through pages. The  library is so quiet that I wouldn’t be surprised if the


    librarian had gone home. I was sure that I was the  only one in the school right now and the security.


    I looked down at my watch, widening my eyes  when I read three fifty five. Dad must be really  mad


    now. I had taken longer than expected and I  now regretted staying back. I sighed and pushed  the


    book I had written notes on inside the bag.


    I got up, grabbed the book and ced it back on  the shelf. Thankfully I had written all the main  notes


    so I wouldn’t have to bring it along with me.  Sighing I walked out the library, noting that I was  indeed


    correct that the librarian had gone home.


    The halls were empty, far from how it was an hour  ago with hormonal teenagers roaming about. It felt


    oddly nice. I hadn’t spotted the security yet and  wondered where he was.


    Usually he guarded the front door. He’s probably te. I wouldn’t be surprised, that wouldn’t be the  first


    time he waste. I nibble on my lip as I  continue to walk.


    A prickling feeling has the little hairs on my arm to  stand up to attention. My heart starts to thud


    uncontrobly as the feeling of being watched  creeps up my spine. My slow steps have now  turned to


    a jog as I prayed that I was just  hallucinating.


    My mouth opens to scream but gets muffled by a  huge hand that covers half of my face. My hands


    reach up to scratch at the hand but to no avail.  Tears blurred my vision when my bag falls and the


    body of a male pulls me into an empty *sroom.


    My finger nails dig into his flesh wishing to cause  him pain as I thrash around to get free. He hisses


    pressing his palm harshly on my mouth until it  feels numb.


    “You’re a hard girl to get alone.” An unfamiliar boy  whispers beside my ear, biting my earlobe.