Jessica's POV
My train or thoughts were interrupted as I bumped into someone. Nicholas has already gone to his class, so it was alright to fight this person. Just kidding, but for some reason, they felt familiar.
"I'm sorry ma'am," a familiar voice said. I knew exactly what voice it was.
I looked up to see Mr. Wilson extending a hand to me.
"Here, let me help yo-"
NOPE.
I ran back to my car and tokyo drifted away. I don't have the energy for this today.
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Jessica and Mr. Wilson
Teen FictionJessica was an average girl. She was failing chemistry, so she did something that she swore to keep a secret. That was until her mother found out... First of all, I am on quarantine and I am questioning existence, so that is why this has been put in...
