After what Landon had done last night, I let him go. I f*****g let him go.
I should’ve done something, cursed him out, smacked him across the face, kneed him in the balls, but I didn’t do any of that because I was so damn angry and in too much shock. He had gone through all my things and acted like he had done nothing wrong.
Once I undid my lock, I slammed my locker open and let it smack against the one beside me, the metal striking making my heart race. I might’ve not done anything about it last night, but I would today. All three of those boys would get a piece of my freaking mind.
“You never straighten your hair,” Allie commented from my side, leaning against the lockers and smiling at me. “Why’d you torture yourself by getting up three hours earlier than usual? Trying to impress som
