Learning to Live (The Infinite Love Series Book 1) (9 page)

“Where are you going?” he asks, a hurt expression playing on his face.

“I’m going to a movie with Sophia,” I lie. I just can’t stand to talk about his sexuality anymore. My thoughts are racing wondering if my mother ever knew. Or if she simply lived a life within his lie. I’m glad she isn’t around to see us now. It would hurt her so much to see how distant we’ve become.

I enter my bedroom and grab my phone. Normally, I would hit up both Sophia and Joe, but after the way we left things at the party, I haven’t heard from either of them. It’s probably a good thing, because I could see myself ripping them a new one if they tried to contact me.

I used to be on the track team back in middle school. Running used to be my escape. After changing into a t-shirt and shorts, and lacing up my dusty sneakers, I grab my iPod and take off out of the house and down the street. I’m hoping the fresh air and minor distractions will help clear my head a little.

* * *

The weekend passes by quickly and before I know it, I am back to school, and it is Monday morning. I haven’t spoken to or seen my ex-best friend or ex-girlfriend, but I know it is inevitable as our lockers are all next to one another’s. If I can carry around all my books for the day, I won’t need to go back at all, and I can avoid them in the halls. Our classes together will be another story altogether. I’m already trying to think up ways to switch seats.

I’m early to school, and it’s one of the only times it’s ever happened. There are plenty of parking spots to choose from as I pull in and kill the engine. I head inside, focused on getting to my locker before the two traitors show up. As I walk the empty hall, I notice a silhouette of someone sitting on the ground across the hall. As I near, I realize it’s Ciera. It’s funny how I never noticed her existence before, and now I feel like I see her everywhere. She glances up quickly from her binder, which is situated on her lap, and then realizes it’s me, and narrows her eyes back down quickly.

She is so strange.

I don’t bother acknowledging her as I spin the lock to open my locker, and begin shuffling through my books, tossing them into my backpack. It’s going to be heavy as hell to lug around all day…but I’m willing to do it. I shift my eyes to the clock on the wall, noticing that there is only twenty minutes until school starts. My peers are trickling in from outside, slowly filling the halls.

I hear the obnoxious laugh, and my heart stops.
I thought I had more time.
Sure enough, my eyes wander to the door leading into the school, and Sophia’s bright green eyes and brown curls come into focus. I notice she is walking in on the arm of Joe.
That didn’t take long.
My peers are gasping, whispering, and staring. It’s something I’ve become accustomed to. Always being the talk of the town. Comes with the territory I guess.

They haven’t seen me yet, so I spin on my heel to race toward my first period class. I’m hoping they miss me altogether. I hear yet another obnoxiously loud laugh, and I turn my head in their direction. I can’t help it…I have to see what is so funny. Sophia is stroking Joe’s bicep, smiling mischievously up at him. She pulls her eyes away from him, and locks them directly with mine. It’s as if she planned this. As if she knew I was here all along.

I break the stare and turn back around.
I’ve had about enough of that.

A loud shriek pierces the air, chilling my bones. I stop abruptly in my tracks, spinning back around. There is now a large crowd of people hovered around the area I just saw Ciera in. I don’t know what is happening, but curiosity takes over my legs, and I end up back in the same vicinity I had been so anxious to flee. I push past a couple of people, and notice Sophia is standing in front of Ciera, an empty coffee cup in her hands. I shift my eyes downward, noticing the contents of her cup are doused all over Ciera’s hair, clothes, books, and belongings.

Joe and Sophia are cackling with laughter, and others are joining in. People are beginning to point and grab their stomachs from hearty laughter.

None of this feels right.
I know I can’t simply walk away now.

I push angrily through the crowd until I come face to face with Joe and Sophia.

“Topher…” Sophia says, shocked that I am standing before them. She reaches out for my arm, and I rip it away.

“What’s going on here?” I ask, staring between the traitors and Ciera who is fumbling to gather her belongings.

“What does it look like?” Joe asks coldly. “You know, you really have to learn to take things at face value, Toph. I mean, I was fucking Sophia for over eight months, and you were blind to that too.”

Sophia’s mouth drops open as the crowd of onlookers gasp from his confession. They are getting their fill of drama this morning.

I pull back my fist, and punch him straight in the face. He falls backwards a few steps, and then charges at me, tackling me, and taking me to the ground roughly. We are wrestling, but he has the upper hand. He is sitting on top of me, throwing punches left and right. People are screaming, cheering, and recording the fight on video. But I am definitely getting my ass kicked.

“Stop, Joe!” I hear Sophia wail. She is pulling at him to get him off me, when his elbow accidentally rams her in the face. She falls back from surprise, and the general impact, grabbing her eye.

I can hear shuffling of footsteps, and I know we are about to be reprimanded.

“What is going on here?” I hear a stern male voice ask. A few moments later, I feel Joe being pulled off of me. “My office, now!” Our Principal orders, his eyes angry, his face fuming.

I just hope I don’t get suspended.

Chapter Ten

Ciera

I smell like a vanilla latte. Probably one made with soy, knowing how hoity toity Sophia is. She not only got my hair and clothes, she also managed to ruin all the homework I’ve been working on for the past hour. I’m drying it with a paper towel, but it is clear that none of it is salvageable. I was on the verge of tears when Topher showed up.

What was he doing there anyways?

I watched Principal Moore cart both Joe and Topher to his office, and then he ordered Sophia and me to follow. He allowed me to be excused so I could clean up first, but I am dreading the fact that I have been summoned. I am going to have to come face to face with the bitch who spilled coffee all over me, and I’m going to have to lie about everything if I want to be able to semi-exist in this school without her making my life a living hell. Not that she isn’t already doing that…but even more so.

My stomach is in knots as I slowly make my way to the main office. I should be in class by now, but instead I have to spend my time dealing with a confrontation I didn’t even cause. As I enter the glass office, I take note of Joe and Sophia who are seated in the waiting area, and realize I am going to have to sit right next to them. My stomach continues to do summersaults.

Topher is MIA, meaning that more than likely he was called in first. Sophia glares at me while Joe just chuckles under his breath. I sit down and tune the pair out. After what seems like an eternity, Topher walks out of Principal Moore’s office, and Joe is called in immediately after. Joe and Topher share an icy exchange of glares as they pass one another, and then Topher’s eyes shift to mine. He doesn’t bother saying anything as he passes me, walking out into the hall.

I still don’t know what to think about what happened. I still don’t know why he approached the pair in the first place. He probably just heard the commotion, and wanted to know what was going on.

After waiting another hour, I am finally called into Principal Moore’s office. I pass by Sophia who roughly rams her shoulder into mine as she passes. Graduation cannot come soon enough.

I close the office door behind me and take a seat.

“Ciera,” Principal Moore greets me. “So, I’ve heard a few different variations of what happened, but I am looking for you to tell me now.”

I nod, swallowing. “Sophia and I got in an argument, and she dumped coffee all over me,” I lie. “I’m not sure exactly what happened between Topher and Joe…I had nothing to do with that.”

He nods slightly, his lips in a tight line. “Sophia said you egged her on.”

Of course she did.
I nod. “That sounds about right.”

Principal Moore continues to eye me down, as if he isn’t buying a word I am saying. “That doesn’t sound like you.”

If I get off without a punishment and Sophia remains in trouble, I know I will regret it. The only way out of this mess is to make sure we are equally responsible in his eyes. “You don’t know anything about me,” I bite out.

He looks beyond surprised by my rudeness, he ends up shuffling the papers in front of him. I watch as his brown eyes dart between me and his papers, probably trying to figure out what in the hell to do with me.

“Very well then,” he says. “Actions have consequences, Ciera…so unfortunately you and Sophia are going to be required to stay after school for detention the next two weeks.”

Shit.
I didn’t anticipate that kind of punishment. “You’re not going to suspend me?” I ask.

He stares back at me in disbelief. “For a few choice words? I think that would be just a bit harsh, don’t you?”

Yes…but my family needs the money from my part-time job, and staying after school will definitely interfere with that. That seems like a harsher punishment. “I just…I have a job and I am already on the schedule for the next two weeks,” I stutter.

“Well, I guess they are just going to have to find replacements then.”

I swallow. I wish I had punched Sophia in the face like Topher did to Joe. That way I could be spending a couple of days on suspension, rather than missing work. “Yes sir,” I mutter before standing. I don’t know how I am going to be able to explain this to my mom. She is going to be so disappointed in me…

* * *

Turns out Principal Moore let Topher and Joe off with a warning, and after-school detention as well. It’s turning out to be one hell of an after-school party. Not only do I have to spend it with Tweedledee and Tweedledum, I also have to spend it with Topher—the guy who secretly can’t stand me, yet has been showing up randomly the past week.

My heart is racing as I enter the classroom we are going to be spending the next two hours in. Sophia and Joe are seated at the back of the room, and they watch me intently with icy stares as I walk into the room. Topher is off to the side of the room with his hood up. He doesn’t even bother lifting his head.
Typical.
Sienna Jefferson is also in here with her choppy brown hair and nose ring. I once heard she set a girl’s skirt on fire at a party. I’m not surprised to see her. There are a few other people I recognize the faces of, but for the most part, it’s desolate.

I take a seat near the front of the room and quickly pull out my binder and math book. I plan to make use of every minute I have to spend in this torture chamber. Poor Ms. Toole has to spend her time here as well. She seems to be lost in a romance novel with some hunky looking guy on the front with more abs than I think is humanly possible. I giggle to myself as I return back to my homework.