Chapter Thirty-Eight: This Can't Be Fixed So Easily

Kiara, at the age of Fourteen Kiara POV: I was running down the corridor when I suddenly bumped into someone, but before I could fall, I was held by a pair of arms. Aiden's pine tree scent wafted through my nose as a fresh stream of tears escaped my eyes. I grabbed him around his neck and cried. Why were the twins so rude to me from time to time again? What have I ever done, or what have they ever had a chance to hear that gave them the right to accuse me of something I'm not constantly? How could I like someone like that when they both did nothing but ridicule me nowadays? What was so wrong with being friends with Aiden and the other guys but not JJ and Rex? And, back then, they didn't even like JJ; I was a kid then and hadn't picked up their attitude towards him, but now when I look back, it's blatant as day how much they didn't like him either but couldn't say anything as they had no grounds and we were children. "Kiki, what's wrong? Please tell me. Did someone hurt you?" Asked Aide