55. The Whores

I said in loud and clear words to Ashar that night that I liked him and he didn't even mention or talk about it for once. In case if he didn't hear it or pretending to ignore it then I swear I'll never going to repeat myself. I have my pride too.

When regular class ends, I mindlessly leave the campus. Suddenly my path is blocked by those two girls who flirted with Ashar at Amelia's party. Confusion crosses my face. It's weird they found me.

"Elle, isn't she is the same wench who took our man?"

"I guess yes, Abby." She comes closer, examines my appearance.

After a second or two, she srunches up her nose, "I don't get it why that crispy looking man was with her when she's no match for him?"

"Certainly." Her friend agrees.

If they are trying to boil my blood then they are almost there. "Can you both please move aside from my way? You can bad-mouth me somewhere else."

I try to walk past her, but the girl named Elle straightens her arm and