Nina's laugh echoed like a cackle in the aftermath of Britney's juicy gossip bomb. Apparently, Terrence shoving Giselle's pocket change straight into her mouth was comedy gold to my so-called friend. Then, when she found out Terrence was my main squeeze, she practically launched herself at me in a congratulatory hug, squealing about how I scored a literal god. Yeah, well, color me unimpressed.

Now, thanks to their loose lipped ways, the entire school was staring at me like I was contagious. Worse, the whispers that snaked through the halls had mutated into some next-level BS. Did I hear someone say I tattled on everyone to the principal like a...