Rosie's POV:
I sigh sitting at my desk glancing at Angelo and Adrian through the glass walls.
Yes, they're still mad at me and no they aren't treating me like crap.
They still talk to me all the time, stare at me to much, touch me all the time, sleep with me and all that stuff but I know there still mad.
They're not mad at me. They're just mad at what I did. I know I shouldn't have done what I did but we were out numbered.
It's not like anybody from our side died anyway. Yes some of us did get hurt but none of us died luckily.
There hasn't been any drama lately it's only been three days though so you never know.
I can't help but feel that the twins are hiding something from me. They are always asking my questions about the future and they stare at me when they think I'm not looking.
