Chapter 8

Valentina's pov

"Wait what?" Gina whispers, and beckons me to come closer to her, while we're sitting next to each other on the wooden desk. I pick through the pockets of my jeans with boredom.

"You heard me, do you really want me to say it again?" I whisper-yell looking around at my surroundings to make sure nobody was listening to our conversation.

Thankfully, everyone was in there own conversations and some were in there own world where they didn't care a slight bit.

"You need to tell me the details and how this happened, not just what happened. I need to know, before it kills me on the inside." Gina says, holding her heart dramatically.

"Whatever, I'll tell you during lunch." I giggle slightly, and she nods.

The bell finally rings and everyone rushes to grab their belongings and leave the classroom.

"So how was your day yesterday? Besides what you told me earlier." Gina asks, as we walk to my locker.

I open my locker revealing a picture of my idol: Selena Quintanilla and a