Chapter 18

The whole class was full of tension, and I knew someone was bound to break at any second. It was the next day, and the teacher decides to leave the room.

Fuck Fuck Fuck

I knew that all hell was about to break loose.

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•Owen's POV•

The teacher just left the room, Shit.

"So how's Alexia?" Trevor asked in a sarcastic tone.

"Why do you need to know, asshole?"

"Oh damn, I just wanted to tell you how good her pussy tasted last night," That fucking bitch.

I slammed him to the floor and started punching him. Everybody started screaming and instantly crowded around us. Still no teacher.

"STOP YOU TWO!" I heard Alexia scream.

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•Rachel's POV•

I saw Nat try to get in the fight and stop Owen, so I automatically looked for Alexia. I looked all over and couldn't find her. The last place to check was the storage closet and to my surprise, I see Alexia curled up in a ball crying hysterically. Panic attack. I closed the door and the yelling became muffled.

"Hey, I was looking for you everywhere, you good?"

Her voice was raspy from crying, but I could still understand her.

"Two boys are physically fighting outside this door. One of which I love. No I am not okay."

I wrap my arms around her. Where the fuck is the teacher?

Time passes and Alexia decides that she wants to go outside. I open the door and she marches out. The boys are still fighting as Alexia pushes through the crowd. She gets right into the fight and pushes them apart.

"STOP IT GOD DAMNIT!" And with that command the boys separate, bloodied and bruised. I stand by Cameron and he wraps his arms around me. Alexia looked pissed. Everybody standing around was looking in shock.

Alexia bent down to help Owen stand up, he was beat up, but not nearly as bad as Trevor.

Owen's arm was slung around her shoulder as they started walking out. Trevor eventually got help from Josh and Dylan, Sydney, Cameron and I decided to skip the day. I had no idea where Owen and Alexia went but I knew for a fact that they were skipping as well.

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•Alexia's POV•

I sat Owen on my bed and went into the bathroom to grab a wet towel and clean him up.

"What exactly happened?" I asked as I dabbed the towel over his forehead and cheeks.

"He tried to tell me how good you tasted last night and... I punched him."

I looked at him.

"You legit did that just because of me?"

"Yeah?"

I loved him. He was absolutely perfect. Although his hair was messy from the fight, he lip and cheek were cut, and his arms were bruised, he was perfect.

"You okay Alex?"

"What? Yeah totally."

"You're crying."

I wiped under my eyes and found that I was indeed crying.

"Oh uhm, I'm sorry. You just-"

I couldn't find words.

"I just, what?"

"You're just perfect. Never in a million years would I find someone like you and never did I think that I would be sitting here right next to you."

He smiled and looked at me.

"You know, Alexia Marie Rose, I love you."

My face lit up. No one has ever said I love you to me.

"I-I, I love you too!"

Aye! I'll try to update tomorrow because i'm on Thanksgiving break so i'll have a lot of free time to write! -M🌙