Isla's pov“Excuse me.. “ I whispered, trying to squeeze myself through the crowd spilling through the hallway, my eyes darting from one face to another.Students brushed past me, laughing, talking, heading towards their next classes but the one person j was looking for was nowhere to be seen.“Amber?” I called again, standing on my tiptoes. I checked her locker First but it was empty. She wasn't there. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying hard to ignore the uneasy feeling growing inside my stomach. Maybe she had gone to the restroom…. Or so I thought, just as I turned towards the corner that led to the gym corridor, I saw her.Relief rushed through me immediately. There she was, she was walking quickly, her bag already Slung over one shoulder.“Amber!”I waved, breaking into a jog but she didn't stop.“Amber!” I called out again and this time she slowed down.For a brief second, I smiled. “Thank God…” I muttered, finally catching up to her and gently touching her arm.“Hey… what's
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