(Riley's P.O.V.)
Luca wasn't at school today, which is weird since its Friday and he seemed to be fine all week. I hope he's okay. I sighed and walked to my locker to get my lunch. I packed my lunch today since we are having meatloaf. I hate the school's meatloaf, it's a weird grey color and tastes nasty. I was about to shut my locker when it was almost slammed on my hand. I jumped back and saw Jeffree standing there without his friends. "Hey, faggot," he said. I rolled my eyes and pretended that, that didn't hurt. I've never been called a faggot before. . .
"What do you want?" I asked in an annoyed tone.
He smirked and said, "Just wanted to ask you a question." I raised an eyebrow at him and waved my hand telling him to go on. "Why did you stick up for that blue haired freak?" I glare
