Twent-three.

Stella POV.

I didn't feel that good, the feeling of being under pressure, of being watched didn't leave my body as we went to school, I didn't care this morning, I let Finn sit next to Calesti in the front seat, they were talking and having fun, no need for me to be the party pooper.

"Are you okay?" they both asked me sounding worried.

"I'm just tired," I answer them with a tight smile, Calesti gave me a knowing look while Finn looked to be worried.

When we made it to the school, we all got out, I smiled one more time at my friend and brother, I was doing a great job pretending I was fine, I was very proud of not breaking down and crying yet, but their faces said that I wasn't doing that good of a job, but I continued.

We went to our classes as normal, there was the usual gossiping that happens every day in school, but it's a high school, what else would you expect, everyone had something on everyone, and they liked sharing. The looks I was receiving today were different, some of the