Amber POV
It was busy, chaotic, and full of noise. It was perfect, just what I needed to keep myself distracted from what was happening at home. I couldn't stand to be near Sophie any longer, just looking at her face made me want to punch it, I was so angry. I couldn't believe it when Darius approached me at school, to try and apologize as though that would suddenly make everything better.
"Look, can we talk" he had said, grabbing hold of my wrist as I stood at my locker, surveying the contents and blithely wondering what I had actually come to the locker for. My memory was becoming very forgetful lately.
I hadn't appreciated him grabbing my wrist and yanking it away, glaring at him over my shoulder.
"I don't want to talk to you" I snarl, "maybe you should go and look for Sophie. Yo
