18 | Traitor

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Trigger Warning: This chapter contains scenes depicting mild violence and sexual assault.

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AFTER ROBIN DROPPED me off at my dorm, I couldn't help but feel as if something had changed between us. Before, I only felt disdain at the very mention of the young heir's name, but now there was something else there that I couldn't quite explain.

Maybe it was the fact that he didn't seem all that bad when we weren't trying to bite each other's heads off. In fact, spending so much time with him made me realise that there was much more to him than he'd like to reveal to others, which only made me even more curious to find out more.

As much as I didn't want to admit it, what he said about me being a hypocrite was true. I never gave him or his friends a chance and decided myself that they were just horrible spoiled brats because that was what everyone else thought. It was quite unfair though, since it was clear to me that no one really knew the boys even though the whole school worshipped them. It seemed as if everyone fed themselves a fantasy of who these boys were instead of really getting to know them. With that, I decided to give Robin Clair and his friends a chance to prove me wrong.

I think that Robin and I were quite alright. We were by no means friends, but last night was definitely a start. Just the thought of that put me in a pretty good mood, which was saying something because it was Monday, after all.

When I walking to my first class, I couldn't help but notice the stares I was receiving from almost everyone I walked past. I tried to listen to Yuko's advice, but it was actually much harder when I was alone. Ducking my head down, I quickened by pace and practically speed-walked to my classroom, where I headed to my usual seat on the third row.

My presence was usually ignored but the minute I walked into class, everyone stopped whatever they were doing and stared at me with wide eyes, unreadable expression plastered across their faces. Fear? Disgust? Envy? Before I had the chance to figure out the reason why I've suddenly become the centre of their attention, the teacher walked in.

It was safe to say that I was the first person out of class the moment the bell rang, and I practically ran to the dining hall to find Jake and Wes. To my dismay, the stares and hushed whispers didn't end when the bell rang, and I was bombarded by it as I made my way to the dining hall.

This couldn't have had anything to do with the dance, right? There were no paparazzi present at the ball and Robin promised that word of this wouldn't get out to the public.

So why was I being scrutinised as if I was some sort of zoo animal?

When I reached Jake's table, I immediately noticed that Jake's seat was empty. Wesleigh and the others, however, were present. The moment Geraldine noticed me, the displeasure on her face intensified.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, narrowing her eyes. This caught the attention of Jim and Becca and they tore their lips off each other to look at me. Wes didn't dare to meet my eye.

"What are you talking about?" I said hesitantly, furrowing my eyebrows. "Where's Jake?"

"We don't know," Jim said, frowning at me. "Not that you have the right to know about him, anyway."

"Yeah," Becca agreed, wrinkling her nose. "That's literally, like, so low of you to even do that."

"Do what?" I demanded, confusion evident on my features.

"Go out with Robin Clair," Geraldine said, spitting out his name as if it was poison. "You're such a traitor."

"Yeah!" Becca echoed, crossing her arms. "I can't believe you'd use us just to get that asshole's attention."

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