Taylor Jane, with no make-up, was standing in front of Devon…. Probably even having a conversation with him.
"What the fuck is she doing there? And why the fuck is she sitting alone?" Naomi asked. We were confused as much as she was.
"Wait a minute here guys, I will go ask Cheryl,"
"Hold up, you guys talk?"
"No. we only did yesterday,"
"What the hell?"
I started walking towards Cheryl's table with Devon's tray in my hand, "Uh, Cheryl"
"Don't call me by my name, what is it?"
"Why is Taylor not sitting with you guys?"
"Because she is done eating her lunch"
"But then should not she go to her room, class, or sit with you here?"
"Why? What do you wanna say?"
"I wanna say why the hell is Taylor sitting alone on that table?" I moved my head showing them the table Taylor alone was sitting on.
"Oh my, my. What is she doing there?" A girl exclaimed.
"She told us she wanted to…."
