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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 61


 
Chapter 61 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
Her hair is perfectly curled, not one strand out of place.  Mascara thick on her lashes and the tiniest hint of a  smirk curling at the corners of her lips as she turns to  fully face me. 
I’m breathing angrily staring at her. The feeling of anger  and resentment has my fingers curling into a fist at my  sides. “Lying bitch? Is that anyway to talk to Blake’s  future baby mama?” Her eyes glint with mockery. 
I scoffed. “From what I just heard you’re not pregnant  Stacy. Faking a pregnancy to get Blake back? That’s low  even for you.” 
She was bound to be caught sooner or later. She needed  to know that her stupidity would only have humiliated  her when everyone would know the truth. 
She narrows her eyes and sucked her teeth.” I didn’t do  this to get Blake back, I mean that would be a bonus. But  not everything is about Blake Ley. I simply wanted you to  feel the hurt I felt when he broke up with me for you.  Out of all people he chose you.” She snarled. 
I let my bag drop to the floor. 
The girl beside her laughed like what Stacy had just  uttered was the best joke on this planet. I felt fury  envelop my form. 
I hated that she made us believe her words, I hated that  it had caused a strain between Blake and I’s relationship.  And I F*cking hated that she kept calling me Ley. 
So without thinking I lift my fist and jammed it straight  onto her nose, just like how Blake taught me. Blood  sputtered out followed by a loud nasily screech. A loud  cry tore through the bathroom as Stacy stumbled back  on to the bathroom counter. 
The girl, who I’m not familiar with flinches back away  from us in shock. Her lips parted and eyes wide from  fear. Stacy quickly reaches up and tries to stop her nose  from bleeding. 

“You bitch!” She screeched, tears rolling down her face.  Instead of feeling regret for breaking her nose I felt  smug. I stalked up to her until we were eye level. 
“Stay away from me and my man. If I see you anywhere  near us, I promise that I will do far worse.” I whispered  deathly. 
She tensed in fear, her eyes widening in alarm when she  noted that I was not joking. Seeing that she indeed  feared me felt absolutely amazing, I did not care. 
I asked, hostility dripping from my  voice. She doesn’t answer, perhaps fear had clutched her roared, glaring at her. She flinches  back her eyes widening, before she nods 
I nod. “Good.”  clean up that blood, you’re a 
I left Stacy there bleeding.  Relief that she was not infact pregnant. Did I regret  punching her? Not one bit. 
was one problem out of the of Principal William rings through  the intercom. Everyone turns time I had ever gotten  called to the principal’s office. But damn up to leave. I shrugged and  mouthed later. I picked from sleeping hallway I noticed that the  girl who was 
only opted to raise  my middle finger and sauntered over to the office. Today I was annoyed and I quite frankly did not care that  I 
that all surprised that Stacy was  seated before him. Head ducked and tissue held 


you called me?” I asked innocently as I walked over  to them and plop down on the vacant  chair beside 
oddly smelt of fart and I wondered if it was  principal William’s doing or Stacy’s. Either 
leaned forward on his desk.  “What is the meaning of this 
we all  would be cooked inside of there judging by the closed  windows. Did he ever let fresh air 
not know what you are talking about.” I feigned  confusion, looking at Stacy. It is at that moment exhausted and turned  to face Stacy. “Stacy care to say what you told me 
It was a  good couple of seconds when she decided to speak up.  “Principal William, I was all but minding my business  when Ashley came up to me did?” I 
the tissue shaking  slightly. “Let her 
narrow my eyes. “Sir this is all a ploy. You know me, I  could never hurt anyone.” I said in a gotten into 
“Didn’t I say let her speak?” He demands. 
“But sir-” I protested. 
“Silence Ashley!” He roars slamming his palm atop the  wooden oak table. I flinched back and pressed my lips  together. 
He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighed. He leans  back in his  chair a second later and looks at us. 
He then nods as if getting the answer to the most  difficult question. “Stacy go to the nurses office to check  the injury to your nose and as for you Ashley, go home.” 
“What!” Stacy screeched. “You’re just going to let her off  the hook like that!? “ 

He breathes out an irritated breath. “I am not letting her  off the hook. Didn’t I just tell her to go home?” 
He lips part in shock. “Sir this is barely a punishment!” 
He narrow his eyes in annoyance.” Do you have a better  suggestion?” 
“Yeah! Like suspend her or expel her.” She suggested in a  very high pitched voice. 
I rolled my eyes, not interested in the conversation. If he  wanted me to go home then I’d do exactly that. “I’ve already expelled and suspended too many students  for the year Stacy. I’m not expelling or suspending  Ashley, who’s never been in trouble before. This accident  will never happen again, is that right Ashley?” He turns  to face me to gauge my answer. 
I nodded half interested. “It will not happen again sir.” I  told him half of the truth. If she annoys me again I  couldn’t promise that I’d not punch her again. 
He nods. “Good. Now you may leave.” 
I nod, get up and walked out of the office. 
“This is bullshit!” Stacy’s now distant voice screeched. 

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