MISSY
I stood at my locker, feeling off as I stared at my books. Holland was antsy, and I had a weird feeling in my stomach. Someone walked by and bumped into me a little too hard, almost knocking me off my feet. There were laughs around me as they passed.
I shook my head, trying to ignore this weird feeling. I grabbed my books and shoved them into my backpack. When I closed my locker, I saw Julie and Emmett headed my way.
“Why are there so many fake losers at this school?” she huffed, looking around angrily.
“You think they would have better things to occupy their time,” Emmett said, rolling his eyes. I just shrugged; I was so used to the stupid taunting that it didn’t phase me much. I knew when Maddox was back, it would be like it wasn’t happening.
“You okay?” Julie asked. “You
