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When I got to my final class of the day, I sat in my assigned but unassigned seat in the middle row. I dropped my backpack on the ground by my desk and pulled out my phone hoping that there was a text from Jasper. (There wasn't). I checked my phone every period after we got back from lunch like I was expecting something important. He read my message but didn't respond so that was all I needed to know that he didn't seem to care about my whereabouts. I turned my phone off and looked up at the door then before the late bell rang Jasper was walking in.

"Every time?" the teacher questioned him and Jasper smiled softly as he made his way to his seat right beside me.

"Last class of the day," the teacher announced while she closed the door. "I know we're all tired but let's try to get some participation."

Crickets.

She continued talking while the students pulled out their laptops and notebooks that were designated for this specific class.

"Where were you at lunch?" Jasper questioned me and I turned my head to look at him.

"I texted you," I said, not answering his question because I felt like he didn't have to know where I was so soon.

"I saw," Jasper responded. His eyes were on his laptop so he could enter his password then he turned to look at me again. "Why didn't you just come to the cafeteria? You know where our table is."

I shrugged and then turned to my laptop so I could unlock it. That did make sense but at the moment I didn't think about that.

"So if you weren't in the cafeteria then where were you?" Jasper carried on.

"I-"

"Boys." We both turned to the front of the classroom to look at our teacher. "If I'm interrupting please, let me know and I will pause the lecture so you two can finish your conversation."

Yeah, she was one of those teachers. She was the only teacher that I didn't like so I was so glad that I had her class as my last period. If it were switched with my first-period class my whole mood for the day would be ruined.

"That won't be necessary," Jasper said then gave her a tight-lipped smile. "Continue."

So she did, turning back to the monitor where the lesson plan was being presented.

"And the reason why I wasn't in the cafeteria was because." I paused to turn my head, meeting Jasper's dark eyes. Like I mentioned before; I wasn't a great liar. "I was with Preston."

I watched Jasper's eyebrows push together and his body tensed up. He was mad. Probably didn't expect that to be the truth but it was.

"Why were you with him?"

"You didn't text me that you, Sophia, and Ryder had left to go to the cafeteria without me," I said matter of fact. "I was waiting at the end of the hallway, he saw me, and invited me to hang out with him during lunch."

I turned to the front of the classroom to make it seem like I was engaged in the lecture but I just couldn't stand looking Jasper in the eyes. I could still feel his eyes on me and it took everything in me not to look at him again. I knew his expression was cold and he was still trying to figure out where exactly we were during lunch.

"Where did you two go?"

See.

"Nowhere," I replied while I clicked my mechanical pencil so the lead would come out. "We just sat in his car and talked."

"You got in his car?"

"Yeah."

"A guy you just met yesterday let you get in his car?"

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