Jenna Brooks's POV
"What the hell happened last night?" Jeanette exclaimed, her hand still covering her mouth.
A familiar knot formed in my stomach. How could I not remember kissing Conrad? And why didn't he mention it to me? I clenched my fists and hurried down the hallway to my classroom.
It felt like I was a magnet, drawing everyone's attention. As soon as I entered the classroom, all eyes turned towards me. Some glared at me with hatred, while others whispered in surprise, too afraid to show their true feelings.
Conrad was nowhere to be found. As I turned to leave the class, I collided with Liam. Fuck, I completely forgot about him. When our eyes met, a wave of guilt washed over me, and I couldn't hold his gaze. He had probably seen the video. What would he think of me? That I was a slut? That I kissed every guy I met? Without a word, Liam took my hand and led me out of the class, down the hall, and into the quiet auditorium.
