Aftermath

Aftermath

In the middle of everything,
Tessa told everyone!
My face blanched with shock
My notebook slipping from my control
My eyes dart from
some cross-armed sub
to Jessica riding Tony’s back
and Shawna’s looking at me, though
Her eyes are equal parts
surveillance and judgment
Did I or didn’t I?
These questions remain unasked.
And maybe I don’t even know the answers.
I only know three things:
My life was most likely ruined
during a bathroom break in Algebra
It’s time to move on
to seventh period
And I’m left alone with the
aftermath

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