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It’s my final day at Kensington School, and my exchange is coming to an end. My flight for New York leaves tomorrow, and I’m not ready to say goodbye to the boys I love.
But then three key things happened at school. Noah told me to forget about him, Harry broke up with me, and I finally kissed Noah Williams.
When I kissed him in the lunchroom in front of everyone, it was out of anger. I wanted to prove to Harry that I didn’t have feelings for Noah.
But I was wrong.
The kiss was incredible. But it was also a mistake. Harry watched it happen, Mohammad sat in shock, and Noah told me that he would never forgive me. I made a huge, public mess of things. But thankfully, it’s time for me to leave. I’m going to take Noah’s advice and cut all ties.
No more heartbreak.
I’m going to leave the three boys I love in London, hoping that they’ll be able to pick up the pieces of their friendship. And maybe in the process, they’ll find the pieces of my broken heart.
Because I know I’ll be going to New York without it.
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“Your outburst in the lunchroom was disgraceful,” Mr. Compton starts, honing in on me. I swallow, trying to bring myself back to reality. And the reality is, Headmaster Compton is only my principal for the rest of the day. Tomorrow, I’ll be on a flight out of here. I will never have to see him, or Noah, again.
What’s the worst he can do?
Send me home?
I’m already going home. And happily.
“It wasn’t the best decision,” I reply, knowing that I need to say something.
“At least we can agree on that.” Mr. Compton’s eyes flit between Noah and I before he folds his hands together, resting them on his desk. “Now before we get to the bottom of this, answer me one question. How long has this been going on for?”
I look to Noah, not sure what he means.
“How long has what been going on?” I ask.
“This,” Headmaster Compton says, handing Noah a tissue. Noah looks down at it confused. But he must finally realize what Mr. Compton is getting at. I stare at the tissue, hoping Noah won’t do it. That he won’t wipe away our kiss. That maybe, deep down, he doesn’t actually hate me for what I did. But before I can put more thought into it, Noah brings the tissue to his mouth, sliding it across his perfect lips.
And then any trace of me, is gone.
I should feel relieved. But I just grow more upset.
“There’s nothing going on between us.” Noah replies, staring at the lipstick reddened tissue.
“It’s time to tell the truth,” Mr. Compton threatens.
“It was just a kiss in the lunchroom. It was nothing,” I cut in.
“Actually, I would call that outburst means for expulsion,” Mr. Compton replies.
“Expulsion!” Helen repeats from the doorway, joining us.
I freeze at her voice. Noah drops the tissue into his lap. Mr. Compton looks up at her.
When I finally turn around in my chair to face her, Helen looks like her soul has left her body.
It takes her a good five seconds to come back to us, and when she finally does, it’s with a vengeance.