CHAPTER 46As the first class finished, a commotion of voices and banging lockers reverberated through Willow Creek High's hallways. Lila clasped her books securely to her chest, her gaze fixed on the rough linoleum floor. She flinched when a bunch of noisy boys swept by her, their loud laughing grating on her ears.Caleb swaggered down the corridor, accompanied by his ever-present sidekicks Maddie and Trent. Miranda, his lover, trailed behind them, her painted lips curved in a continuous scowl."Can you believe I got stuck with that mute freak for the group project?" Caleb spat, his voice full of scorn.Maddie snickered. "Dude, it is rough. How are you expected to work with someone unable to speak?Trent interjected with a mocking tone. "Maybe she'll just sit there and stare at you the whole time, like the creep she is."Caleb's face broke into a nasty grin. "Nah, I've got a better idea."His gaze focused on Lila's hunched posture, and a vicious glint appeared in his eyes. He walked
CHAPTER 47The harsh ring of the bell announced the start of the midday break, and Lila lingered behind, her shoulders bent as she grabbed her bags, hoping to dodge the chaotic rush of students.As she made her way to the cafeteria, she noticed a familiar figure - Julia, who was resting against the lockers, her forehead furrowed as she wrote in her notebook.Lila paused for a time, her heart still heavy from the morning fight with Caleb and his companions. But Julia had always been an ally, a shining beacon of kindness among the sea of hatred that frequently surrounded her.Lila mustered her bravery and approached her buddy, gently patting her on the shoulder. Julia looked up, her expression softening into a loving smile as she recognized Lila."Hey, Lila," she said, her voice full of real compassion. "How's your day going?"Lila's shoulders slumped as she grabbed for the tattered notebook tucked safely within her rucksack. Her fingers flew across the pages as she quickly scribbled he
CHAPTER 48*** THE NEXT DAY ***The corridors were alive with activity as the last bell rang, signaling the conclusion of another long school day. Dylan made his way through the throng of students, his backpack slung over one shoulder, his thoughts immediately turning to the forthcoming group project.As he neared his locker, he noticed Caleb and his gang lounging close, their loud laughing booming off the metal doors. Dylan steeled himself, stiffening his shoulders and preparing to confront the aggressor."Hey, Caleb," he cried out, his voice rising above the clamor of the busy hallway.Caleb turned, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Dylan with a mixture of disgust and contempt. "What do you want, loser?"Dylan took a deep breath, unwilling to let Caleb's taunts penetrate his skin. "I wanted to talk to you about the group project we're working on together."Maddie snickered and elbowed Trent in the ribs. "What about a group project?" What's with the mute freak? "This should be good.
CHAPTER 49Mrs. Wilkins pursed her lips, her expression softening as she looked at her student. "I understand your concern for your friend, but reassigning group members is not the solution. It would just encourage Caleb's aggressive behavior and send the incorrect message to the rest of the class."Dylan's shoulders slumped and his hopes deflated like a ruptured balloon. "But how about Lila?" It's not fair for her to have to cope with Caleb's antics on top of everything else.Mrs. Wilkins leaned forward, her face determined. "Dylan, I understand your frustration. But the reality is that we can't keep Lila or anybody else safe from people like Caleb forever. They'll eventually have to learn how to advocate for themselves and manage challenging situations."Dylan opened his lips to object, but Mrs. Wilkins raised her hand, effectively silencing him."However," she said, "that doesn't mean we'll ignore Caleb's behavior. I'll talk to him and his parents about the consequences of his acti
CHAPTER 50*** MONDAY MORNING ***Caleb's weekend passed swiftly. The possibility of meeting Mrs. Wilkins hung heavily on his mind, like a persistent itch he couldn't scratch.He had attempted to remain calm, dismissing the incident in the library as insignificant. But deep down, he knew he'd crossed a line, and this time, there might be consequences.As Monday morning arrived, Caleb found himself lingering outside Mrs. Wilkins' office, his fingers beating an uneven pattern against his thighs. He could hear students' muted voices coming through the closed door, and his stomach tightened into an uneasy knot.Taking a deep breath, he drummed his knuckles against the wood, bracing himself for the upcoming showdown."Come in," Mrs. Wilkins said in a clipped and authoritative tone.Caleb pushed open the door and stepped inside, his gaze drawn to the stern-faced woman sitting behind her desk. Her lips pursed into a thin line, and her eyes narrowed as she looked at him, disappointed and frus
CHAPTER 51Caleb ran into Coach Harris as soon as he stepped out of Mrs Wilkins' office."Caleb! "There you are!"The familiar voice shook Caleb out of his reverie, and he turned to see Coach Harris approaching him, a clipboard tucked under his arm and a severe scowl engraved on his weathered features."Coach," Caleb said, his sneer fading as he took in the man's no-nonsense demeanor. "What's up?"Coach Harris drew to a standstill before him, his gaze tightening as he looked at his star player. "I heard you were called into Mrs Wilkins' office. Is everything okay?Caleb shrugged, his arrogance reinforcing itself like a well-worn mask. "It's nothing, coach. Just some nonsense about my being too 'rowdy' or something."Coach Harris furrowed his brow and let out a gruff groan. "Caleb, don't give me that attitude. "You know I don't put up with that crap."Caleb clenched his jaw and gave a curt nod. "Yes, sir."Coach Harris looked at him for a long time, his eyes probing Caleb's face for an
CHAPTER 52Caleb walked into the classroom, shoulders squared and jaw set in a furious stance. The weight of his fight with Mrs. Wilkins lingered like a dark fog, but he refused to let it weaken his determination.As he scanned the room, he noticed Miranda, his girlfriend, lounging in her normal seat at the rear of the classroom. Her neatly manicured nails beat an eager rhythm against the desk as she flipped through her phone, oblivious to his arrival.Caleb approached her purposefully, his expression unreadable. Miranda looked up as he slid into the seat beside her, her painted lips twisting into a flirty smile that fell short of her eyes."Well, look who finally decided to show up," she said, her voice tinged with amusement and veiled disdain.Caleb stiffened his jaw and regarded her with a fierce glare. "Lay off, Miranda. I had a hell of a morning.Miranda arched a flawlessly sculpted brow, her eyes gleaming with predatory intent. "Oh? "Do tell."Caleb let out a frustrated groan, h
CHAPTER 53*** NEXT DAY AT THE THERAPIST OFFICE ***Caleb entered the therapist's office with a deliberately constructed attitude of indifference and squared shoulders. The room was small and ill-furnished, and there was a strong smell of desperation and old books. Caleb allowed his eyes to roam, taking in the disorganized piles of files on the shelves and the faded inspirational posters as he sank into the worn recliner opposite the therapist's desk. It was a pitiful little room, a reflection of the school's clumsy attempts to deal with the issues that sullied inside its walls.Dr. Lyra, the therapist, gave him a polished smile that stopped short of her eyes. With wispy grey hair and a permanent frown carved on her brow, she was a mousy woman in her late fifties who had long since given up on truly improving the lives of problematic teenagers like him.She said, "Welcome, Caleb," with a false smile that made him uncomfortable. "I'm glad you could make it to our first session."With