Blossom's POV
I checked the calendar on the wall in my bedroom. The previous weeks had disappeared rather swiftly, but now, time seemed to be standing still.
Ever since my and Jevan's argument, he had been giving me the cold shoulders. I saw less of him and he was unhurried in calling and fixing things between us.
"Maybe, it starts with me. After all, I was the one who started it and threw Brooke in his face when he wasn't in the mood of hearing about her."
My blood ran cold as Brooke crossed my mind. She knew about my mother being my mother. I could only hope that she would leave me alone at school but being peaceful that wasn't a characteristic of hers.
I finally rolled out of bed, took my shower and got ready for school. It was the start of another Monday and I already wanted
