Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life
Chapter 1375

I had just seen Nash leading a bunch of ninth-grade boys, looking all fired up, like they were marching straight into a showdown.

"Louise, Nash's been going on about how Fiona's part of their crew in Grade 9, telling everyone to lay off the gossip. He even put a few loose talkers in their place," my desk mate whispered. "Don't you think he's being a bit too protective of Fiona? Watch out, Louise." I kept quiet, focused on my writing, though my pen dug into the paper a bit harder, leaving a noticeable mark.

"Louise, I think..."

"Don't even start," I shot her a side glance, cutting her off. "Nash is just looking out for his own, that's all."

My classmate, realizing her attempt at gossip was a flop, chuckled awkwardly and zipped it.

Nash was getting closer. I stood up, notebook in hand, and stepped outside to block their path.

"Nash," I called out gently.

"I'm busy right now. Whatever it is, tell me later," Nash replied, clearly irritated.

I bit my lip, hesitating. "Are you heading to Mr. Garcia's office because of the whole Fiona thing?"

"You know and still ask?" Nash's temper flared. He was already hot-headed and my lukewarm comments were just adding fuel to the fire.

If it had been anyone else, he might've thrown a punch.

"Nash, hear me out. Going there won't help; it'll just make things messier. Please, just go back. If Mr. Garcia sees you, he'll just get more riled up."

I tried to reason calmly, "If Fiona's innocent, no one can blame her. We just need to clear things up. But if she did..."

"Louise, we don't like what you're hinting at. Can't you see someone's trying to set her up?" Robert interrupted, smirking.

"Even if she's innocent, people can twist the truth. Fiona's got no one to back her, and can't defend herself. If we don't step in, she'll get steamrolled," he added, with the

boys nodding firmly.

They knew the score with those in charge; some were swayed by appearances. Without their backing, Fiona was sure to face trouble.

Before, out of respect for my connection with Nash, they'd always been polite. But now, they were being blunt, and I bit my lip harder, frustration boiling inside me. "Nash..."

"Enough, move aside."

Nash's face was a mask of anger.

His harsh tone made me flinch a bit,

but I was too stubborn to just let them pass without a word. Their support for Fiona would become the talk of the school, showing everyone she had Nash backing her.

I hesitated, wanting to say more, but Nash's patience was shot. "Move."

Seeing he was really ticked off, I reluctantly stepped aside.

Nash pushed past me without a backward glance, his stride quick and purposeful.

Robert and the others quickly followed.

I lingered there for a moment before heading back into the classroom, only to find everyone at the windows, watching me. As I turned around they scrambled back to their

seats like guilty thieves caught in the act.