My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste free chapter

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Bailey's pov

The days are going by quickly and it feels like the longer we go without speaking, Mira and I were losing whatever small piece of thread that kept our friendship. It had gone from a few glances, me mostly trying to grab her attention to now, nothing.

As I settle on the chair and place my bag on the desk, I sighed. I loved Kaleb and I am growing more happier with him every day. But I also know my heart misses Mira too.

" I'm so screwed." Kristina moaned, plopping on the chair beside mine. At any moment now Mira will show up. If she sees Kristina beside me, she'd sit at front, obviously trying to avoid sitting anywhere in close proximity to me.

I brought my gaze to Kristina, my brows drawing as I regarded her words. " Screwed? What did you do?"

Kristina winced, looking embarrassed. " I may or may not have forgotten to do the homework. I was up talking with you and Lucy last night and kind of fell asleep right after. I only remembered we had homework.....like at the this very moment. "

Lucy was uncle Liam and aunt Crystal's daughter. They moved last year but we still try to keep in touch. Sometimes we play a few games but it hasn't been like how it was before. We grew out of our video games phase.

I shook my head, smiling. " Want to copy mine before the teacher gets here?"

Kristina nodded, a grateful look on her face. I unzipped my bag and dug through in search of the book when the door pushes open. Of course I look up and my eyes landed on Mira. She paused, looked at me angrily and swept her gaze to Kristina.

A glare so brutal is sent Kristina's way. Rolling her eyes, Mirabella storms to one of the empty seats at front, aggressively throwing her bag on the desk childishly.

Kristina sighs heavily beside me. " You two need to talk this out."

I sadly looked down, pulling out the textbook and pushing it over to her. " I tried. Kaleb tried. She doesn't want to talk Kristy. I-

I let out a breath, staring at Mira's back in frustration. " I don't think she wants me as a friend anymore."

Kristina snorted. " Bullshit. Remember that rumor Juliet spread a few days ago about you stealing her man?"

I turn to Kristina, brows drawn into a furrow as I try to think of when she was referring to. Then it clicked. I nod. " Yes I remember." I sneered low. Juliet had been a bitch and tried to make everyone turn against me by spreading lies. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

I expected this from her honestly.

Kristina snorted, smirking as she leaned closer to me, her voice drawing low as she mumbled. " Ever wondered how the rumor just happen to cease so quickly?"

Intrigued i draw closer to her and whispered. " How?"

Kristina shifted her gaze to Mirabella's back, her eyes amused and she giggled faintly. With a nudge of her chin Mira's way, she confessed. " It was Mira. She tracked down that bitch in the bathroom and may have been a little aggressive. Told her to stop spreading bullshit before she smashed her fist on her nose. You should have been there to see Juliet's face. Bitch was about to piss herself. "

I stared at Kristy wide eyed, completely and utterly stunned by what she had just uttered. Mira stopped the rumor? I am in disbelief, especially with how Mira has been treating both me and Kaleb.

Yet why would she do this?

Kristina snorted and shrugged. " Who would go to such lengths to protect someone if they hated them so badly?" Straightening herself and opening the textbook, Kristina murmured. " There's still a chance to reconnect and forgive. Mira is stubborn but you know who else is stubborn?"

" Who?"

" You." Kristina laughed softly, sparing me a glance. " You're stubborn to give up on anything. And I know damn well you won't give up on her."

As I looked over at Mira, she turned around and her eyes landed on me. Though she quickly tore her eyes away and looked back at the board, I had that sense of hope. Maybe there is a way to get back into her good graces.

So when the teacher came and the class started, after a couple of minutes Mira raised her hand and asked the teacher permission to use the bathroom and I do too, hoping that this was a good opportunity to finally get her alone and talk. Hoping that we can resolve this and be friends again.

But I was wrong.