Chapter 55
Bella
During cheerleading practice for the upcoming match, Ariella barged in with a flushed face, her eyes locking onto mine as she approached. "I need to talk to you," she demanded, her tone cutting through the air.
"I'm busy," I shot back, giving her a once-over.
Sally intervened, sensing tension. "Any issues here?" she inquired.
"I want to chat with the team leader, but apparently, she's too occupied for her teammates," Ariella complained, prompting an eye roll from me. Sally shot me a pleading look before stepping away.
With a heavy sigh, I folded my arms across my chest. "What do you want?" I asked, irritation evident in my tone.
Ariella's jaw tightened. "You think you're better than me, Bella?" she accused.
"I'm not interested in having this conversation with you,
