You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 939 Lying

Keyla was surrounded in a narrow corner not far from the buffet by Bertha and some other girls. "What do you want to do?" Keyla was frightened by them. and asked with a trembling voice when lowering her head

Crossing her arms, Bertha stared at her fiercely and questioned, "Did Sampson lend you the umbrella last night? Tell me the truth. I will teach you a lesson if you dare to lie to me.”

Keyla anxiously stirred her fingers, lowered her head and hesitated. She didn't know whether she should tell the truth or not.

If she didn't tell the truth, she would be in trouble if they knew it.

If she told the truth, she would probably be in trouble because of their jealousy.

She was in a dilemma. Thinking for a while, Keyla decided to tell the truth. Perhaps these girls didn't dare to hurt her for the sake of Sampson. "Yes... It's truth." Keyla answered.

The other girls were surprised, then became envious and contemptuous. Ann sneered incredulously, "Keyla, are you kidding me? Why did Sampson give you an umbrella?"

To be honest, Keyla didn’t know why. She raised her head slightly and said gingerly, "Sampson's umbrella is still in my drawer." Bertha was the calmest one among them, and she was the leader. She looked at Keyla for a while and ordered, "Take off your glasses."

Everyone was confused, and so was Keyla. She looked up at Bertha in a daze, and saw the impatience in her eyes. Keyla quickly took off her glasses.

In fact, Keyla's eyes were beautiful, but the black glasses covered them. The thick bangs were drooping over the eyelids, and now she was timidly rolling her eyes, looking very innocent.

Ann and the others laughed loudly. "Stand still. Lift up your bangs.” Bertha ordered again. Keyla was stunned. She had never lifted her bangs. and for the first time she wanted to resistCòntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

For her, bangs had always given her a sense of security. If she lifted them up, her whole face would be exposed to the air, and she would be exposed to the public.

Someone would gossip about her. She shook her head and took half a step back to refuse.

Bertha didn't bother to talk to Keyla anymore. She asked Ann and several girls to suppress Keyla, took a hair tip from her own hair and quickly stuck Keyla's thick bangs on her head.

Her smooth forehead was exposed, and the girls finally saw Keyla's face

Keyla could be described as good-looking. She was a pretty girl with a round face.

Her skin was fair and tender, but her appearance was usually covered by bangs and glasses.

Seeing her face clearly, Bertha paused and suddenly said, “Why do I feel that you look a little familiar? Which middle school are you from?"

Keyla panicked. She took off the clip from her head and quickly put on her glasses. She avoided eye contact with Bertha and said, “We didn't know each other before. Is there anything else? If not, I'll go.”

As she spoke, she bent down and was about to leave, but was stopped by Ann and several girls. "Wait!" Bertha stopped her. Keyla swallowed nervously.

"Sampson is nice to you.” Bertha said in a calm tone. She walked to Keyla, and put a hand on her shoulder. The strength was just enough to suppress her.

"I think you have a good relationship with Sound. Do you know there is a grudge between Sampson and her?" Bertha continued, “She is at odds with Sampson. Sampson lent you an umbrella and got wet in the rain. Why do you make friends with his enemy?"

"Keyla, don’t you think you are wrong?" Keyla was confused. She didn't know why it had something to do with Sound.

Looking at her puzzled expression, Bertha only felt annoyed. How could this girl be so stupid? She threatened Keyla, "There is some time before the class ends. Bring Sound to the lab building."

"What... What do you want to do?” Keyla had a bad feeling. Bertha shouted impatiently, "Just do what I order. Don't ask about the reason."

Keyla trembled with fear. Bertha continued to threaten her, "Don't let her know it was me who asked you to do so. Otherwise, you won't have a good life in the No. 3 High School."

"But." Keyla said in a trembling voice. “why do you ask me to take Sound to the lab building? I'm afraid I can't persuade her.” Bertha was not a good girl. There must be no good thing for them to make Sound there. Keyla knew she couldn't do it.

Ann cut in, “Isn'tit simple? Didn't Giacomo punish Sound for cleaning the toilet of the lab building this morning? You can ask her to go there with this excuse.”

“But... But...”

Keyla was about to argue, but was interrupted ruthlessly by Bertha, "No buts! It's not strange to do the cleaning in the PE. class. She doesn't have to go after school.”

The reason sounded impeccable. Under the unfriendly gazes of the girls, Keyla bit her lips and finally compromised.

Sound went to the buffet and saw Keyla halfway. Keyla looked pale now. Sound ran up and asked, "Keyla, what's wrong with you? Did Bertha do something to you?"

"No..." Looking at the anxious expression on Sound's face, Keyla felt more and more guilty. ‘They didn't do anything to me. They are going to do something to you.

And I'm an accomplice.’

Keyla's eyes turned red with cowardice. She lied, "Sound, I miss home."

Not to mention that Keyla was a student living in the school, Sound, who stayed in Sampson's home and had a video call with her parents every night, would miss home in some moment.

Without any doubt, Sound walked up to Keyla and hugged her. "Call your family if you miss home.” "I've handed in my phone. I can't get it until the weekend."

"Well, you can call them on the weekend. After half a month, you will have some days off. Then you can go home.” Sound patted Keyla on the back gently to comfort her.

Keyla sniffed and said, "Okay."

Keyla let go afSound and looked away with aguilty conscience. She pointed atthe lab building and said» That ist the lab building. Let's clean it duringthe P.E. class, so that you don‘thave to do the cleaningrafter scHoo I." > o

Sound lookedrat the building which Keyla was painting at. The Boston ivy occupied half of the wall, leaving mottled fmarks and several cracks: on thewhite wall. It was like arcold mariwho had experienced aot, stariding among the trees.

"Okay."

Sound agreecdwithout hesitation. Keyla got ever more worried, but she did nat dare to disobey Bertha's. order. SKé lowered her head and< suggested, "Then let's go to the» classtom to get the tools. There seems to be no tools in thetab bGilding.”

“Okay.”

Keyla walked in front of Sound. Sound stopped and looked at her for a while. Then her eyes flashed with some unfathomable lights.

There were many people sitting in the classroom. Some of them were chatting with each other like Reid, and some were doing homework like Onyx. And some were sleeping on the desk like Sampson.

‘Why is he sleeping all the time?’ Sound thought

Sampson had been sleeping on classes. Sound wondered what he had done at night. Didn't he sleep? During the day, he either slept on the desk or rested on the chair with his eyes closed.

How did he get the first place in the grade after sleeping in classes all the time?

Was it that he slept in the daytime and secretly worked at night?

As she walked, Sound looked at Sampson, forgetting to look ahead. She bumped into Keyla, who happened to turned around.

"Ouch!" With a cry of pain, everyone looked at Keyla and Sound.

Sound couldn't feel the pain, and she acted as if nothing had happened. She quickly reached out to rub Keyla's forehead and apologized I'm fine. Sound, does it hurt? It's red!" Keyla asked anxiously.

"What?" Sound raised her hand to touch her forehead. "It doesn't matter. My skin is just like this. It will easily turn red."

Sampson raised his head and frowned as he clearly saw the red mark on Sound's forehead.

Reid looked at Keyla and Sound and said, "Keep your voice down. Didn't you see Sampson sleeping?"

Sampson glanced at Reid.

Reid was confused.

What did he do wrong again? — = —