CHAPTER NINE

VALENCIA'S POV

My day starts with a fight. A fight between me and my family, they wanted me to stay at home and recover because yesterday I got hurt and I wanted to go to this prison. School.

But in the end I won and now I'm going towards my class, and these kids are staring at me like I'm an alien.

I walked in my class grabbing everyone's attention, because my forehead is bandaged and thank God, my arm is covered with my clothes.

If not then few students will faint just by looking at my bloody arm. I'm such a good girl, I care for these kids.

I ignored everyone and walked towards the backseat and sat down, taking out my book. I felt the stares and looked up.

“I'm not a painting that you're looking at.” I said and my eyes found Aaron's gaze. He's staring at my forehead then his eyes meet mine.

His eyes softened!! Is he feeling pity for me? Is he trying to show off his care or mocking me?

I held his gaze in anger, his friends must have realized and pulled him and looked straight ahead.