"It's not what it looks like. I swear." I exclaim, Sophia is there smirking in the corner.

"Then what is it like? You accidentally jumped in his lap?" Sophia taunts.

That bitch! She played me. I should have never trusted her.

"Emma, why?" Noah questions, still looking down. Refusing to meet my eyes.

"It's not true." I cry. Yet I have no evidence to prove myself true either.

"What is not true Emma? This evidence is not true? Is it photoshopped?" He shouts, getting up abruptly. In the ...