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Alright back to the story...
Chapter 10
WHAT THE HELL!
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James POV
Max who the hell is Max? I asked myself. Damien gave me a look as if saying he's trouble. Heck yeah he's trouble. Especially the way he's looking at Becs as if she were a piece of meat. Why am I so jealous over a man Becs seems to know you may ask.. Well it's quite simple really. I don't like the dude that's drooling over Becs. To me it feels like they have some sort of history.
Becca's POV
Memories started to float around in my head as I reminisced all the good times Max and I shared. Charlie gave me a confused look but I just gave her a look saying that I'll explain later.
"What are you doing here?" I asked staring intently into his grey eyes and still shocked that Max was in the same state as me.
"I got here three weeks ago. I tried calling you with the number I used to have but it said the number was no longer available.
I wanted to face palm myself.
"Yeah I changed it about two years-.. "
I was cut off with the sound of a cough. I turned to see where it came from.
James.
"Yes?"
I asked in an irritated tone.
"I have a class to teach." James said simply.
"Oh yeah I don't want to interrupt you and Chasity." I said harshly.
I grabbed Max's palm and planted my new number on it and with that I exited the classroom not even looking back.
Who does he think he is?
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Charlotte's POV
I can't believe that girl I call my best friend left me! But then again I can't blame her. If I were in her shoes I would of done that same.
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*Next Day*
Becca's POV
There is no way I'm going back to that man's class. It's worse knowing that I have his class three days out of the four school days I have. My phone went off. I internally groaned thinking it was Charlotte calling again. She has been calling me all morning. I guess she wanted to kill me for leaving her in class alone. I glanced at my phone and was surprised to see it was a unknown number. Should I pick up? What if it's Charlotte calling me from a different number? I decided against my thoughts and picked up waiting to hear Charlie yelling at me through the other line. To my surprise I was welcomed with a slight Northern English accent.
"Hello?" I said.
"Becca?" The man said.
"Yep, this is she... Who's speaking?" I asked politely.
"Becca it's me, Max." He said with a chuckle. "I thought you would just scribble a fake number so you won't have to see me again." He continued.
"And why would I do that to you Bear?" I asked using the old nick name I gave him when we dated. I heard another chuckle come from the other line.
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