Chapter 10

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(Next day: at school)

Sylvia's P. O. V

I kept drumming my fingers on the table, distracted. Every time I remembered Tasha's threats, a shudder runs down my spine. But seriously though, why does she hate me that much? It's not like I did anything to her.

The Bell soon rang for the end of class and without waiting for what the teacher had to say, we trooped out of class. I needed to see Patrick. I wanted to know if there's was any update concerning the project we had together. I found him at the library, his head buried in another book. I noticed there were some files neatly arranged before him.

Suddenly nervous, I brushed my bangs off my face and dusted imaginary dusts from my clothes. Fixing a smile on my face, I called out to him. He raised his eyes and, glancing at me for a second before facing his book. I don't know why, but it kind of hurt my feelings. Is he ignoring everyone again?

" What are those?" I asked after a long strained silence. He pushed