"It was you!", a voice shot out, breaking the silence.
"Levi. Outside. Now.", Mrs. Langdon states sternly.
All eyes are on me but, no one seems to say anything to my face. Only quiet mumbling is heard throughout the room. Moments like this are when I begin to feel as if my own mind is unbearably noisy. Full of song lyrics and unwanted thoughts.
It's reasonable that people would be staring at me during times like this, but when I get looks questioning what just happened, it's slightly more difficult to deal.
This is because I know exactly what just happened. She was thinking about Michael.
Michael and I.This was basically just a continuation of the last chapter
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