Invisible To Her Bully (Jessa and Noah) novel Chapter 65

The second I stepped into the school parking lot Monday morning, my stomach felt like it was twisted into

knots.

It wasn’t nerves about class or even football practice- it was her.

Jessa Lombardi.

The entire weekend had been one long, frustrating blur. Jackson was barely speaking to me after our blow–up on Saturday, and every time I thought about what Daniel had said to Jessa at the game, my blood boiled all over again. But right behind the anger was something even worse – guilt. Because no matter how I sliced it, she was hurting, and part of that was on me.

I shoved my hands into the pockets of my hoodie and headed inside. The hallway was already buzzing with noise, students clustering around lockers, laughing, talking, making plans for the week.

I wasn’t in the mood for any of it.

1 spotted Daniel up ahead, leaning casually against a row of lockers, his usual cocky smirk plastered across his face as he bragged to a couple of guys about a play from Friday night.

Typical Daniel. Acting like he was God’s gift to football when he’d barely done anything to help us win.

And yet, people always ate it up.

I clenched my jaw. And they say I like to show off? Daniel is ten times worse than me.

I was halfway to my locker when I heard laughter ripple through the hallway, sharp and loud. I didn’t think much of it until I caught a glimpse of Mariah heading my way, looking like she was on a mission.

That could only mean trouble.

Jackson wasn’t far behind her, standing with a couple of our teammates. He spotted me and nodded, but his expression stayed tense. Things between us were still icy, and I hated it.

I turned my focus back to my locker, pretending to be interested in digging through my books, when I caught sight of Jessa.

My breath caught.

She was walking down the hallway with Mariah, and for a second, it felt like the whole place slowed down. She wasn’t just wearing her usual jeans and hoodie. She looked… different. Confident. Her hair had this perfect loose wave, and there was a light in her eyes I hadn’t seen before -like she’d decided she was done hiding.

And she didn’t look at me. Not once.

My chest tightened.

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Part of me wanted to go to her, to explain, to make her understand that I hadn’t been part of Daniel’s cruel little stunt. That the kiss at the pep rally had been real- I had been real.

But the other part of me, the stubborn, defensive part, told me to shut it down.

So I did what I do best: I acted like nothing was wrong.

I leaned back against my locker and threw on my usual grin, cracking a joke to one of the guys who was passing by. If Jessa noticed me at all, she’d think I was my same old self, not the guy who’d spent two days replaying every second of Friday night in his head.

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