TRISTAN'S POVI blinked, a frown falling on my face as Macy's words hit me. I turned to her, confused. She still had her eyes fixated on Mr. Johnson, her eyes red and teary.“W-What?" I muttered under my breath, faking a laugh. “I'm not gay. Why would you think I'm gay?"Macy's gaze tore from Mr. Johnson and landed on me. “Oh shut the fuck up, Tristan," she snapped, her voice cracking mid-sentence. “The whole campus already fucking knows. Everybody fucking knows."Her voice reverberated through the hall, and the entire place suddenly went silent. She continued to rant and scream, drawing more attention to her. Heads turned in unison and even Mr. Johnson stopped mid-sentence, lowering his laptop onto his desk.“What's going on back there?" he asked, his eyes trying to find where the shouts were coming from. The moment he did, his gaze never left mine. “Mr. Thompson, Mr. Marnes, what is happening back there?"“It's Ms. Marnes," Macy screamed, tears pouring down her face as she turned to
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