Monday.

The day I've been dreading for the last twenty-four hours. Grayson said he'd pick me up and no matter how hard I tried to tell him no, he insisted. I feel like shit. My eyes are still puffy but not as bad as they were yesterday. I can breathe through my nose again and can speak in full sentences without bursting into tears.

I put on a gray tracksuit and white sneakers. I tie my big hair into a bun and whine as I realize it looks like a cactus. Now I remember why I'd straighten my hair all the time. I only put on concealer and a thin coat of mascara.

I rush into the bathroom and brush my teeth then go downstairs where I see my parents at the kitchen table. My mom is reading a catalog while sipping her coffee and my dad is silently eating his toast. I smile at them and grab two slices of white bread. I pop them into the toaster and start scanning the pantry for the hazelnut spread.

I flinch as I hear the bread pop up from the toaster and I quickly grab the chocolate spread. I take a paper towel and pinch the tops of the bread so I don't burn myself. I lay them flat on the paper towel and open up the spread. I take a scoop of it with the butter knife and quickly spread it evenly on both slices.

I hear my phone buzzing and I pull it out of my pocket while I take a bite of my toast. He's outside. Shit.

I take my food and wave bye to my parents as I rush out the door. I groan and go back inside to grab my backpack then head back outside. I smile once I see Grayson and he gets out of the car. He walks over to the other side of the car and opens the door for me.

I feel myself turning pink and I smile in awe at him. "Thank you."

Even though I feel like complete shit, I can't wipe the small off my face. He gets back in the car and drives us to school.

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As he pulls into a parking spot I take a deep breath and feel my mouth start to tremble. He looks at me once he parks the car and I see the concern all over his face. "You sure you wanna go in there? We could always just ditch."

I feel my eyes widen and I chuckle. "Where's the goody-two-shoes Grayson I met last month?"

He chuckles and I look back at the school. "How bad can it be? It's just a school filled with teenagers I'm never going to see again next year."

He nods and we get out of the car. I pull my bag over my shoulder and we start walking to the entrance. I don't know if the whole school knows. I don't know if people at that party even know.

Grayson walks me to my locker and he waits for me until I open it. I furrow my eyebrows at him and tell him, "Grayson, I'll be fine."

He looks over his shoulder and then sighs. "I'll see you later."

I nod and dig my face into my locker again. The bell rings and I feel my blood start to run cold.

My first two classes go smoothly. I only got a couple of stares from people but nothing too bad. I couldn't focus at all in math class. Genevieve tried to cheer me up but talking bad about Calvin but it made me feel worse. I'd like to go just an hour without thinking about him.

My fourth-period class is gym class. My only class with Gaby in it. Great.

Genevieve's in that class too but we normally get split up most of the time. When I walk into the locker room everyone stares at me. Genevieve walks in behind me and she sighs in frustration. "What is up with all of you guys? Got a fucking staring problem?"

"Genevieve!" I gasp.

She takes a deep breath and we walk over to our lockers. We quickly change into our gym clothes and Genevieve wanders off into the bathroom. I go out to the gym and start stretching before class.

"Oh my gosh, Selena! I am so sorry about what happened!" A girl with bright blonde hair walks up to me with her group of friends behind her.

"For what?" I ask.

"The whole 'boyfriend getting friend pregnant' situation. I can't imagine how you're feeling right now. It must be like a slap to the face or something." She pouts her lip.

I feel my blood start to boil and I take a deep breath. I see Gaby starting to walk towards us and I look around for Genevieve. "It's not a big deal," I tell them and walk past them.

I walk to another spot and I feel someone pull me back by my shoulder. "Selena please just talk to me!"

I face her and my eyes immediately dart to her bump. Our gym shirts are a light grey color and you can see her stomach sticking out. I look into her blue eyes and they're filled with pure guilt.

"How many times do I have to apologize? I really am sorry, Selena! Please just-"

"Stop talking to me, Gabrielle." I start to walk past her.

"I told you to stop calling me that!" She says loudly. Everyone turns their attention to us and I huff.

"Gaby was the girl that I considered a close friend. The one with didn't sleep with my boyfriend. The girl who didn't betray me so hard that it felt like a slap to the face."

"God would you stop holding that against me? I said I was sorry! What else do you want from me?" She says louder.

"Leave me alone, Gabrielle." I turn back around, ignoring everyone's stares.

"You're just jealous of me!"

My jaw drops and I turn back around. She has a smirk on her face and it makes me want to slap it right off of her face.

"Jealous? I'm jealous of you? Are you even listening to yourself?! Why would I be jealous of you?" I laugh.

"I'm carrying Calvin's baby. He fucked me not you. We are having a kid together. You're jealous he lost interest in you and fucked me!" She grins.

She's now standing right in front of me and I'm biting down on my tongue. My blood is boiling and before I know it, my hand slaps her cheek. Everyone gasps and she covers the spot where I hit her. Her jaw dropped and she starts breathing heavily. "Go to hell. You and Calvin."

I hear shuffling beside me and I see Genevieve pushing her way through the crowd that formed around us. Her jaw is also dropped and her eyes are wide. "I can't pee without you slapping her?!"

I huff loudly and start to turn around to walk back to the locker room.

"Where do you think you're going, Rojas?!"y