Chapter 8: Not Worth It

Chapter 8: Not Worth It

Zaina’s POV

I put my black helmet on my head and start the engine of my motorbike. It’s Tuesday, and I mean to say I have classes again.

I drove out of the subdivision where I was living at the moment and headed to Colter Academy. Everyone in the road stared at me when I passed them by.

And I don’t fucking like the stare they were giving me; believe me, it makes me feel sick.

I arrived at the school parking lot, and when I arrived, I heard the whispers of the students around the area.

A little smirk formed on my lips, and I went down from my Ducati. I slowly get the helmet off into my head and then comb my hair using my fingers.

Some students in the area are looking at me so carefully as if they can’t believe I’m the one riding the Ducati next to me right now.

I put the helmet on the seat of my big bike and started walking into the main building. The main building is connected to all classrooms in this school.

I went to my locker and picked up my belongings for