"Slam!" Bella's locker shut unexpectedly by a hand she vividly recognized. Bella shifted her eyes towards Delilah, crossing her arms and expecting her to say something.

"Okay B you know, what's coming but I have to ask. Are you okay?" Delilah concerned, lowering her chin while raising her perfectly shaped eyebrows.

"Yah! I'm fine." Bella tried to prance away after slamming her locker close but Delilah grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"Wait! At least talk to me about this." Delilah insisted.

"Talk about what?" Bella rolled her eyes at Delilah trying her best to hide her emotions.

Delilah exhaled a deep breath then began "You're afraid, aren't you? Afraid that...