ELLA
I walked out of the art room, filled with rage. No wonder Jason's dad had hired him. He was as stuck up as Jason was. I bet they got along wonderfully. I pushed the doors of the school open, walking out into the cold. Actually, it was freezing, but I didn't care.
"Ella!"
I turned to see Megan rushing towards me.
"Are you okay?" She asked when she caught up.
"What do you think?" I snapped.
"I think that guy is giant prick."
"Yeah, he is!"
"Ella, you can't freak out like this." Megan said.
"Are you serious?! Did you hear anything he said?!"
"Yes. And he's going to be even more aggressive and rude in the court room! You can't let him get to you like this."
I paused. She was right. How many times had April warned me about this?
"I'm sorry." I apologized.
"It's fin
