Chapter 19
I set the tray down on one of the vacant lunch tables and sat down on the wooden bench. It was in the far corner, different from sitting in the center with Blake and Ryan.
I fix the gla*ses on the bridge of my nose then outstretch my hands to grab one of the burgers. My fingers push into the soft buns as I bring it to my mouth.
“Jeez Ashley I’ve been looking for you
everywhere.”
I freeze with my mouth parted on the burger. Then relaxed when I realized that it was Ryan. His auburn hair looks wild, like he had run his hands through his hair many times.
He plants himself on the chair opposite to mine. Setting his tray down he cringes while poking a fork into what I presume was macaroni and cheese.
“Why didn’t you sit where we normally sat?” Ryan asks as he pushes a forkful of macaroni in his mouth.
I bite into the burger, relishing in the taste. I shrugged. Ryan rolls his eyes before dropping the fork on the tray. He crosses his arms over his chest and raises a thick brow in question. “Mind telling me what’s wrong with you today?”
I swallowed and place the burger down. I sighed when he waited for my answer. “Do you still feel nauseous-“
“Don’t answer my question with a question. Answer me Ashley, don’t let me go fetch Blake for you.” He snaps.
I stiffen hearing his name. Ryan notices and his eyes soften drastically. “It’s him isn’t it?” He questions softly.
I nibble on my lip and tear my eyes away from the pity look he sent me.
“It’s not just him, it’s everyone.” I mumble not feeling hungry anymore. “Don’t act like you haven’t heard about the disgusting rumors that have been circulating around the entire school.”
Ryan snorts. “Who gives a F*ck about those stupid rumors? We all know exactly what happened, you’re not a slut Ashley.”
I turn to face him nibbling on my lip. His eyes still held a tinge of pity but the rage had almost overpowered it. “Look, I’m the cause of all this. If I hadn’t made that stupid dare those dumb rumors wouldn’t be circulating around. Please don’t pay
attention to them Ashley, this is my fault and I’ll fix it.
“You can’t fix it Ryan, everyone sees me as a slut who made out with her best friend that is taken. I feel bad that I enjoyed kissing him knowing he was with Stacy. I’m the laughing stock of the entire school.” I say softly not having the appetite to eat.
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