Bailey's pov" Bailey?" Dad called my name to grasp my attention. With my arms folded and my gaze still outlooking the buildings we pass, I hummed in response. I can hear dad's loud sigh and felt his eyes to shift me for a split second. " You've been in a slump since morning. Is everything okay?" He wasn't wrong; I have been in a slump. Today is my birthday and I shouldn't have been. But waking up to no text from Kaleb distressing. I can't remember the amount of times I checked my phone, hell I even brought my phone in the bathroom with me. I peed, bathed and brushed my teeth, all the while waiting anxiously from a text from my boyfriend. I had been itching to text him too and ended up caving in and texted him a good morning. He didn't open the message.....which led to no reply. I was.....frustrated and sad. And admittedly even though I tried to smile my way through my family well wishes, I knew they could tell it was fake. Even Bash who was there via video call could tell. But b

Bailey's povTrue to his words, Kaleb stayed with me. After we were done he carried me back to the classroom despite my legs working completely fine.There were a few cops there when we arrived and only had Kaleb, me, Kristina, and the others to ask us questions.This had clearly been a threat so I was not surprised the teachers called the authorities.After I was done answering their questions they made sure to tell me that I should contact them if anything like this happens again.They also told Kaleb to not take matters into his own hands and promised me that they would find out who had sent this 'special' gift to me.The class resumed after the officers left and the teacher made sure to warn the students when the class began. However I knew in the back of my mind that this could have been anyone and I may not ever find out who.- P.E -The sun was blazing down on us and I wanted nothing more than to fake being sick so I could go relax in the shade of the classroom."I'm dead," Kri

Bailey's povThe doctor kept my mom updated and said I was okay and they have ensured that the wound will not be infected and cause any future issues. However, they wanted to keep me here for another hour for observation.As he left to tend to the other patients, Dad arrived a few minutes later with Grandma Ryn and Grandpa Ace in tow.I internally winced.Dad rushed over to my side, his face etched with concern as he took my hand in his, squeezing. "Bailey, are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry as his eyes snap to my my injured foot. He glared at it.I nodded. "I'm okay dad, it looks worse than it actually is."As we all engaged in a conversation, Grandma Ryn decided to tense the atmosphere with her next question directed at Kaleb who still had not shifted away from my side."Young man. Can you give us a list of all the girls who could potentially be a threat to my granddaughter's life?"I stiffened, staring at her awkwardly while Kaleb looks flushed. "Are you talking a

Bailey's pov"So let me get this straight. Out of everyone, you have to tutor Juliet the witch?" Mira snorted, leaning between the driver seat and passenger seat and twisted her head slightly to look at me.I nod. "Yes. I'll earn some extra credit for college and God knows how much I need to get into that university."Mira's brows furrowed. "Speaking about that, which one are you aiming to get into? I can't make up my mind.""Harvard University."Suddenly the car swerves a bit and Kaleb mumbles an apology. I looked at him confused and noticed the deadly grip he had on the poor steering wheel."What the hell Kaleb?!" Mira hissed as she had ended up bumping her head on the seat."Sorry. I got distracted.""By what? Bailey's response? Is lover boy scared to do long distance?" Mira teased which caused Kaleb to spare her a brief glare. She laughed but I didn't find it amusing as I now realize that Kaleb and I never talked about college and what it could mean for the future of us."What col

Bailey's povMr Malik was a very young teacher, probably in his late twenties, and was always rather not so friendly. I've heard rumors of him being a delinquent when he was our age but had changed his ways later on.I just never figured Kristina would be into his type, especially an older man who was never approachable. And was a teacher....a teacher here.And from what I know too, he was uncle Ryan's close friend older son. So I was sure Kristina knew of him before he started teaching here.Kristina's shame is clear on her face and the tears resumed down her cheeks. " I-we it kind of just happened."She took a shaky breath, her cheeks flaming with red. " One minute he was telling me about my shitty art skills when we were alone, the next-Her cheeks redden even more and she looked away from us, her eyes darting to the table. "Well you know what happened next.""Did it happen just this once?" Mira whispered, unsure if she wanted to know any further. I couldn't blame her, we were on a