All Chapters of Fake it Till You Love Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Third Person's POVRight after the teacher left, someone followed suit, marching out of the classroom. Amelia.She tried to control the level of her exasperation as she fumed lightly by the class's entrance and she stomped down the corridor to God knows where. As she made her way down the corridor, she fished out her phone and seethed out to it.“Let's meet.” She told the person on the other side.The image of Alex blatantly and shamelessly gazing at Vienne in the class crossed her mind once more and she sneered mentally at the memory. Her fists trembled. What was so good about her??She reached the rooftop and there was another student there. Another classmate of hers; one of the.scholarship students who chooses to be quiet as a result of the heavy classism in the school. Janet.She had always admired Damon who's got guts to stand up against the school elites and even look down on them. Totally different from her who would do anything to keep her scholarship and stay out of trouble w

VIENNE’S POV“The fuck are you doing Aiden?”Damon bit out coldly at Alex.Don't even get me started with the wrong name issue, I can't get my mind out of the fact that he just pulled me into his embrace and his arm was gently wound around my effing waist.“It's Alex” Alex snapped back, clearly offended at the miscall of his name.“No one gives a damn.” Damon seemed worked up for some reasons, but I was taking note of his simple masculine scent assaulting my nose. Looks like he just had a shower or something.At this point, Alex seemed livid as he clenched his jaw subtly. “What ar_”“You're making my girlfriend uncomfortable.” He simply deadpanned with a frown like he couldn't understand a puzzle, but it had my cheeks flushing.”Keep your distance.”I shamelessly snuggled closer into him ‘What are you doing, Vienne?? Stop whoring out with him!!’ I mentally screamed at myself in reproach.But I still basked in his embrace at the moment and locked eyes with Alex hoping this would pass so

VIENNE'S POV The walk to the principal's office was one of the most shameful and fastest walks of my life.Though short, a series of thoughts already crossed my mind. Possibilities and instances that could have led to this kept floating as questions in my head. All I was sure of was that Amelia had something to do with this.And that was the painful part.I wasn't so sure and there's nothing to back up my suspicion.I bit my lip as I stepped into the principal's office. Over the years, I had stepped into Mr. Sandalwood’s office in pride to receive accolades after representing the school; not for an offence.Not like this.The two teachers had their seats while I stood beside the wall, waiting for the man in early forties to be done with whatever signing he's busy with. I was ashamed to be in this position; I shouldn't be, but the fact that the proof of papers were found in my bag gave me no leeway.Mr. Sandalwood finally dropped his pen, giving us his attention and adjusting his eye

VIENNE'S POV Humiliation.It felt as though Amelia had won.I stood rigidly, processing it all. On a normal day, this wouldn't have bothered me and I would have had something to say. Perhaps the add up of the emotional impact from hearing what Ryan had thought of me all these years gave the leverage.I gripped hard on my fist and I could hear the sound of a nail breaking at last.Sounds of careful footsteps followed. Amelia couldn't have turned back and Ryan would never walk into a room like that.Slowly, Calloway came into view as he stood before me. His well accentuated muscles tried to compete with the sportswear’s sleeves while his hand disappeared into the pocket in his school's slack.I heaved a sigh, throwing him a lowered gaze. “What?”“You're about to start leaking.” He said after peering at my eyes.Well, isn't he good at stating the obvious? But no one needs to hear about it. Anger and hurt were burning through my veins at the moment and I'm resisting the urge to really ‘

VIENNE'S POV‘suit yourself, stalker ‘_ DamonI scoffed while staring at the response I got from Calloway last night. I have been getting associated with such an address since I started getting involved with him. He's got guts. He must think so high of himself.“We're here, Miss.” The driver announced to me as the car pulled over before the school entrance. I looked away from the phone's screen, putting it away; there are more serious issues to handle right now.“Thank you. I'll call you.” I breathed out to my driver before opening the door and alighting.There were still whispers from the students; some even had it in them to start pointing right after getting out of the car with their friends. All the best.Hmph!Nothing would deter me from strolling into the school's grounds today with my head held up high in some unnecessary pride. Today, the final decision on what to do next about my issue would be made, that's what dad said.I had just taken a step when a black Audi A4 pulled ov