She's a bitch

Hannah’s POV

“Sam, whatever it was, he has changed…” I said as the lunch period finally began.

“Yeah, I can see that no one would have a crush on such a boy,” she said. “So now, it’s time to pack your things and leave”

“What leave,” I said with a disappointed look.

“For self-respect’s sake, don’t crush on him, now!” she said.

Oh yeah. Something is known as Self-Respect.

“But... Sam! I want to make her pay!” I said and she smirked.

“Then you should ask about her to me,” she said.

“Wait. How the hell did you gather her information in such a small time???”

“I have my ways,” she said and handed me a paper. “Look!!!”

I took a look.

“Evelyn Frost, age 17, a bitch, always clings to rich guys and leaves them when she'd had enough"

"Wait. That's exactly what I wanted to read, because, I knew she isn't right, but, where did you get this information?" 

"I've had a few boyfriends you know," she said.

"So... Evelyn has dated them, you tryna say?"

"No! I'm saying that my boyfriends have had many girlfriends..."

"Come to the point, will you!?"

"And those girlfriends again had many boys-"

"Shut up Sam, what's the point!"

"So, taking these all connections, you know boyfriends and girlfriends, I'm related to all of those boys who she cheated on"

"Ow. That was unexpected..."

"She changes school from time to time, so that no one will ever catch the game she plays"

"But what about her family? I mean, how can she change schools-"

"No family. None at all. Only her brother was there, left her when he came to know how she plays with feelings of others"

"So, how did she earn that she changes schools?"

"Ask Ryan," she said, and went towards a table and sat down. We haven't bought our lunch even!

"What? Why?"

"He's here, ask yourself," she said and pointed towards a point. I met with a burning gaze of two blue eyes. I instantly knew it was him.

"Okay. What am I gonna ask?" I asked.

"Ask him who pays for Evelyn"

"That's awkward because it none of my business"

"Still"

"Okay! I'll give it a shot" I said and went towards him. Evelyn wasn't around right now; it was a good time.

"Ryan. Care to answer my question?"

"Sure," he said with a smirk.

"Who pays for Evelyn's school?"

"Is it your business?" he asked.

"You said you care to answer"

"Her mother. Now go back, cause my girl's here" he said and she came. I left the place.

"He says that her mother pays..." I said.

"Ya, because he is the bloody one who pays for her!"

"What? Are you out of your mind or something"

"No, dear, it’s about love. You know blind in love and all? She does that, taming a rich boy and using his money on his pity!"

"Woah. Wait. Firstly, Ryan Swift wasn't a very rich one. And-"

"A lot has changed since you knew him, Hannah. I think you don't know. I don't know either, but I'll find it out in a day"

"Oh, thanks Sam"

"Hm. Now SHALL WE EATTT!?"

"Yeah sure," I said and we had a good lunch.

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I didn't want him to ruin his life. Samantha is a trustable friend. She's never wrong when she gathers any information. It's 100% accurate and I accept that and believe that. I have to do something...

I was thinking all this when the last period also got over. I went home with Sam. No, we aren't sisters, but she usually comes over.

"Hello Mom," I said as my mom opened the door.

"Hi, Sam," she said.

That's rude! She always gives her priority when she visits!

"Hello Auntie," She said, making me roll my eyes, sarcastically, of course.

"Hello, Hannah," she said. I made a scowl.

"You greet her, okay!?" I said and went inside. She pulled me in a hug, and it all became better.

I went up with Sam in my room.

"Hey, listen, is it fine to tell mom about Ryan? I mean she knows everything about him. About our friendship and all"

"Yes, you should. Mom's advice is really useful"

"Ok," I said and went downstairs.

She was in the kitchen.

"Mom, Ryan's back," I said and she became startled.

"Ryan? Ryan Carson?"

"Yup mom. What should I do now?"

"In your school?"

"In the same class," I said.

"Best for both of you is that... You leave school!"

"What? Mooommmm!"

"Or what? You want him to gain his memory back?"

"But-"

"Do whatever you feel is right, kiddo. I suggest you should at least change sections."

"But mom, why me?"

"Because you like him"