Chapter 1462

Would you really hand it over to a transfer student instead of him? Seriously?

Nash leaned against the wall, arms crossed, looking as stormy as a thundercloud. "Hey, Nash..."

A guy nervously opened his bag of chips and held it out to Nash. "Want some?"

Nash shot him a frosty glare. What was that supposed to mean? Was he trying to flaunt the fact that Fiona had given him those chips?

Nash's stare was so intense that the guy nearly dropped the chips out of sheer panic.

What was Nash's deal?! The guy hadn't done anything to tick him off, so why was he so mad?

...

The second period was study hall, and Keaton came over to Tyler with a test in hand.

Keaton was always on top of things like this, giving a diagnostic

the test, focused and unfazed by the noise

desk and texted Jackson. He was

moment, then sent back a list of Southern dishes. Nash, still stewing in his annoyance, noticed Fiona engrossed in her phone and couldn't help but sneak a peek. He didn't see the messages, just a black avatar. Was Fiona chatting with her

quickly whipped out his own

and surely, he'd reply

Nash: [Hey, Uncle...]

The message wouldn't send.

exclamation mark next to the message, his face darkening with frustration. This was too much! Everyone was treating Fiona tike

...

finish the test, so he skipped lunch. Fiona

into the office and placed the test on Keaton's desk, anchoring it with a pen

1:30 PM.

there. Spotting the test on his desk, he was surprised to see it completed so

about Tyler's skills, he picked up a red pen and started

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