Diana Rose POV-“Dian–I mean, Patrice, you need to wash up,” I heard Brena whisper to me as she still helped me walk.“I don’t have makeup, my makeup is in my bag.”“Where’s your bag?”“It’s in the classroom. I sent it to Shin earlier.”“What?!”“Brena, I need to get my bag without anyone seeing my face.” I cried to Brena.I heard Brena sigh. “Fine, I’ll take care of it.”“Thank you so much, Brena.” I’m still crying.I want to cry now because of the mixture of joy and annoyance that I feel. I was disgusted by the students who smeared cake all over my face for nothing, but I cried because Brena came and defended me.“We’re almost in the classroom. We’ll get your bag.”I just nodded.Just for a few moments, I heard the door open, and Brena and I suddenly got quiet.I think we are in the classroom now.“Brena, who is that with you? Why are you covering his–her head?” I heard one of our classmates ask.“Nothing,” Brena answered simply, but a bit distantly.Brena and I continued walking u
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