"h-hiding?" i stutter. "why would i hide anything from you?"
"don't try to lie to me," he said, folding his arms.
"i.. i'm not lying."
he scoff. "wow, really, you think i couldn't figure it out?"
"f-figure out.. w-what?"
"seriously, stop acting dumb. i know you did your English literature homework, so don't even act like you didn't, because it's sticking of out your backpack."
"ohh, that!" i said, taking a big breathe of relief.
"yeah, why did you lie to me when i asked you this morning?"
"actually, it's dahee's paper. she gave me the paper last bell." i explained.
"well, i'm taking it then," he said, opening my backpack and he took out the paper which was already half way out and started walking toward his classroom.
"wait, i still need to copy it!" i yelled,
"too bad," he sneers at the end of the hallway.
i sigh walking into my psychology class. i don't know how long i could keep up with this lying games.
why couldn't i just have a relationship and not have worry about someone seeing us together. why do i need to hide the fact that mr. jung and i love each other.
why am i not allowed to tell anyone that mr. jung and i are dating? this world is so unfair.
