Our little secret

Chapter 5

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"Um Alison... what was that about?" I asked her as we were walking away from Mr. Biebers classroom.

"What was what about? You mean my little story?" Alison questions me back.

"Yeah that" I answer with my eyebrows raised "What's your problem?"

She softly chuckles. "What do you mean what's my problem?"

"Obviously your little story... was about me " I tell her when we get to our lockers that are right next to each other. I pop open my locker and put stuff in as well as taking stuff out. "I'm not hiding anything from you!" I exclaim.

Alison holds a hand up to me as a signal for me to not speak anymore. "Tori... we will talk about this after school. " she states "you are embarrassing me... and making me look bad. " she mumbles while her eyes explore elsewhere.

"I am not making you look bad, you are acting bad. You are acting like a bad best friend."

"Me?.. I am acting like a bad best friend?"

"Yeah you called me a sneaky bitch in front of the class!" I reminded while looking at her. I turned my attention back to my locker.

Alison scoffs. "They didn't know it was about you."

"Yeah but you knew it was about me." I then roll my eyes at her shutting my locker. "I can't believe you would do that!" I exclaim then sign rubbing my face with my hand. "Why are you doing this to me? I am not even hiding anything from you! I swear to God that noting is happening between me and Mr. Bieber, we are just..." I stopped myself from saying friends.

"Just what?" Alison inquires with a smirk.

"I am just his student and he is my teacher. Us being friends would never happen in a million years forget anything more than that."

"Well its just that..." she pauses to scoff "It seems like... okay. We are talking about this after school. I will come over to your place or you can come over to mine. Maybe I should come over to yours so you don't feel like I'm gonna murder you." Alison purses her lips inside her mouth then walks away.

"So you wanna snack or anything to drink?" I offer my best friend like she's a total stranger. This just feels awkward today. Usually Alison would just go right over my fridge and open it.

"No thanks Tori I am good." She asures me.

I nod then sit down next to her. "So you wanna explain why are you acting this way?"

"Yeah... um... listen Tori. We all have secrets. And I know we wanna keep secrets for a reason... that's why they are called secrets. But I just figured since we are best friends you'd tell me."

I sign heavily. "Alison why do you think something is going on between me and our English teacher? Is it just because you immediately suspected something when I ..."

"It started with you acting happy about detention. Then it continued with you letting him help you on your paper instead of me." Alison cut me off.

I frown. " I wasn't happy about detention. Just because I don't..."

"Actions speak louder than words Tori."

"Okay will you stop interrupting me?" I ask.

She rolls her eyes and exhales trough her nose. "Sorry" she mutters.

I sign. "I think you're just paranoid... and the thing about Mr. Bieber helping me on my story project thing that was nothing. All he did was gave me a few ideas." I explain.

Alison looks down then lick her lips. "I am sorry," She whispers ,"I should have never assumed anything," she admits then looks at me.

I give her an assuring smile and hold her hand. "It's ok."

Alison leans over and hugs me. "Maybe I was a little jealous... I mean our teacher is pretty hot."

I chuckle while hugging her back.

"A D?! Really?" I hear Alison say to the teacher. He handed her back her assignment with a low grade.

He nods with his lips pursed inside his mouth.

"Why?" she inquires. Justin gets up from his chair. "Well Alison the story wasn't exactly appropriate for school. The language and you didn't go into much detail." He explained.

I couldn't help but giggle. Justin heard me because he glanced at me and smiled.

Alison rolled her eyes and came to sit in the empty desk next to me. "What'd you get?" she asked while looking at me.

I held up my paper to her. "An A." I smirk.

"A+? Wow I thought my story was interesting."

I laugh and put my assignment away in my binder. I then rest my arms on the desk while holding my hands together. When I look back up I see Justin staring at me. He smiles at me when I look back at him. I smile a little, feeling butterflies in my stomach.

The bell ring later meaning English class was over and its time to go to lunch.

I get up from my seat and gather my things.

"Miss Mitchell, can I talk to you a little bit about your reading assignment?" Justin asks.

"Oh.. " I nod "Sure." Then I look at Ali.

"Um meet me at my locker" She says.

I nod in my reply then she disappears out the door after everyone has left.

Justin walks over to the big wooden door and closes it. He exhales then puts his hands in his pockets. He looks at me and smiles.

"So what about the assignment you wanna talk about?" I inquire.

"Uh your assignment is great. Of course you can tell by the A I gave you... but... I actually don't wanna talk about the assignment..."

I frown a little confused. "Oh then... what about Mr. Bieber?"

He smirks "Tori... no one is in here except you and me. You can call me Justin. "

I look around the room before looking back at Justin. "Right... it - it just feels... weird." I slightly chuckle.

"Um.. I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna... come to my place after school?"

"Why do you need a tutor or something?" I joke.

He doesn't play along with my joke... instead his face stays serious. "Actually... you know to talk and hang out. Does that sound alright?"

I'm a little taken a back that Justin wants to meet up again after school. I really thought that was a one-time thing. "Oh... umm..."

"If.. If today's not good day you know... we can always do it another day." Justin suggests.

I bite my lip while my eyes explore the room debating on what I should say.

I look back into his eyes and sign. "I I can't.. I am sorry. I just... " I watch Justin's confused and surprised expression. "I'm sorry." I finally mutter then rush out of the classroom.

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