You Wavering Scumbag, Please Leave!
Chapter 3
I walked aimlessly on the sports ground. As the cold wind blew, I gradually became rational.
Monica knew that I was at Spencer's house last night, so they must have exchanged information. Then they set a trap to trick me who was brainless.
As a profiteer, Monica wanted to ruin me and trample on my self-esteem, which confused me. I couldn't help but feel a burst of strong hatred.
While I was thinking, a basketball flew toward me. I leaned slightly to one side. It brushed past my forehead and flew out.
"Are you all right?" A figure ran to me. Looking closer, it was Andy Hawk, the monitor of Class Two. He was in the same major as me.
"I'm fine." I subconsciously touched my forehead, only to touch the sticky blood.
Andy picked up my head anxiously and looked around.
"It's okay. It's just a scratch. Wait for me here." He trotted to a nearby snack shop and brought back water and band-aids.
I sat on the stone bench and looked up. He gently brushed away my hair before cleaning my wound.
"Daisy, what's wrong?" I looked up and saw Spencer coming. He was frowning at me.
My heart began to beat wildly. The last person I wanted to see at this time was Spencer.
As soon as Andy put on a band-aid for me, he was stunned on the spot before turning to look at Spencer.
Taking advantage of the situation, I grabbed Andy's arm, stood up, and quickly hid behind him.
"I went out to play basketball with my boyfriend and accidentally got my head hit," I replied.
"Boyfriend? When did you get a boyfriend?" Spencer's face turned pale, and his body shook slightly.
Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure. I thought, "You can date Monica. I can give up on you."
Andy glanced at me slyly. I tugged at his sleeve gently, hinting for him to help me out.
He blinked at me and said, "It's our first date today. Who are you?"
"I'm Daisy's childhood friend. We've known each other for 15 years," Spencer replied, stressing the words of 15 years.
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