*Your P.O.V.*

I walked down the hall still worried about the night before with Craig. I didn't know if he told anyone. Then, just as I turned the hall, all eyes peered on me, and Craig stood there with a guilty face.

They know.

I panicked and ran. I didn't know where I was going to hide. The bathroom seemed too obvious, but all the janitor closets were locked. I quickly turned into the library, making my way to the back as quickly and quietly as possibly. Luckily, no one was ever in the library, making my hiding spot fairly secure.

I decided I needed to call my mom or dad or even grandma. I had to get out of here.

Mom is going to kill me.

Her phone rang, and there was no answer. It was the same with dad, too.

Fuck, what am I going to do?

The bell rang, signalling everyone should be in class. The idea hit me then, that everyone was too busy to stop me from leaving. I could make it home, start packing, and explain everything to mom and dad when their off work. We could be out of the state by midnight.

"What do you think you're doing? You should be in class. We're going to the principal's right now," the hag that worked the desk lectured me.

I instantly tried to run for it, but she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, dragging me to PC principal's office.

I'm fucked.

*Craig's P.O.V.*

I couldn't find (Y/N) anywhere, and I was hoping she'd just end up in class. However, she was nowhere to be found. I thought about ditching to find her, but I've gotten in trouble so much recently, I knew I couldn't afford it. So I patiently waited until the bell rang.

"So what happened? She run off because you're spreading rumors about your make out session?" Clyde asked.

Before i had the chance to tell him off, we walked by the principal's office, and there I saw (Y/N) in one of the waiting chairs to go in.