Ella's POV:
After the fiasco with Amber, the gossip mill didn't just simmer—it exploded. If I thought being known as the "poor waitress girl" was bad, now I was officially the girl who stood up to Amber, the queen bee. Great, just great. It wasn't just fingers being pointed at me anymore; some people were actually looking at me like I'd pulled off some impossible feat. Oh yes, glad to be your new idol—not.
Some looked at me in awe, like I had just achieved something legendary. Yeah, I know, breaking records in a single year: embarrassing the campus's golden boy, Jason, and now standing up to the queen herself, Amber. Bravo, right? Wrong. It felt more like I had painted myself neon yellow and was doing some ridiculous monkey dance in front of the whole school with the attention I was getting now. And not the good kind.
