Chapter 25 – Kiss
I still have a class this afternoon, and as much as I've wanted to ditch it because of what happened, I can't. My father will be angry, and he will also know what happened to me. Instead of giving my enemy's a lesson, he will only shot me his judgements. I can picture him out shouting at me, calling me names. Asking me why did I let them do that. Telling me that I shouldn't look pitiful because it will only give me a bad repuation. That I should be the winner in that fight, not just in an art competition. That I should've be courageous to fight back.
So, I decided not to ditch class. My phone keeps ringing, it was Isaiah. He's been calling me for an hour now after lunchtime but I refused to answer it. I don't have the guts to hear his voice although it calms my system.
