Bell talked again with Helen. Not in the classroom, but in the canteen. Helen brought a milk tea for herself while Bell just sat down there without buying anything. She was really in the dark, after all. Bell just wanted someone reliable to talk to.
"You really don't know?"
"Yes, do I look like someone who knows?"
"Not really," Helen sipped on her milk tea. "Lyle is a popular girl, I think you can figure that out by yourself, am I right?"
"Yeah, I can see that." Bell nodded.
"In her first year, she was indeed popular among everyone, too popular."
Bell didn't know what popularity had to do with being beaten up in the first place. "So?"
"A boy got a crush on her, but one of her 'classmates' also had a crush on that boy."
"Oh no…"
Love could make everyone do the dumbest possible thing.
