“You’re late.” Mr. Simon says in a blunt scowl. I  halt in the doorway, bracing my palm on the  wooden door frame. Heat started in my neck and  radiated upward into my cheeks. 

I shifted on my feet in discomfort. My green eyes  dart to the circular clock on the far wall. He was  right, I was exactly five minutes late. 

I move my eyes away from the clock to scan  around the cla*s. Everyone’s eyes were on me,  studying me, waiting for whatever excuse I would  give. 

But I didn’t have any, somehow my brain seemed  to not function properly this early. Or it was  probably the alcohol that still lingered in my body. 

“Sorry, it won’t happen again sir.” I said softly,  closing the wooden door behind me. 

“Just get to your partner and start working.” He  huffs, leaning back on the leather seat. 

I gulped and with a quick nod strutted to the back.  My head was lowered as I move around desks. I  could hear their whispering, their giggles of humor. 

It made me feel like a tiny ant under a microscope.  I hated it. 

“Since when do you come late to cla*s Ley?”  Blake’s voice has a teasing tone to it. A delicious  fluttering started in my abdomen at his voice. I  hated that he affected me this much and I hated  that I couldn’t help it. 

in beside him. I place my bag  on the table before us. “Well there’s a first for  everything.”

joke with  him. Kissing him last night shouldn’t have  happened. I should’ve never gone to the party in

 table, well more specifically the two animals layed  on the table. A dead frog was neatly

we supposed

is caught in my throat as his piercing  blue eyes lock into my own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held. He looked different,  something about him

that  felt so good on mine, lips I can’t ever forget. I  draw in a breath and tear my eyes

as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon.

and  accusing. Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of the students turn to face me as  I’ve now gained their

start dissecting.” He hisses and crosses his  ankles. “Now get to

he  probably didn’t get laid last night.” Blake jokes in a  hushed tone then pokes my sides. Squirming at  the ticklish feeling I swat at

way that it had

reach over for the gloves that Blake kindly placed  before me. I slip them on slower than necessary. I  felt the delicate latex wrap around my finger

Ryan?” I asks, trying to make  conversation. This wasn’t exactly the question I  wanted to ask. I wanted to ask him if he had heard

make  things more awkward than it already was. He tried  to hide it but I could sense the

Ryan ever be early for  school?” He

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