Chapter Twenty-One This just officially became the most awkward moment in my entire life. I bet my face is twisted with anger. But I try not to let my fury show because that’s exactly what he wants to see.

“Eason,” I grit out through clenched teeth. “This is HARDLY a good time.” He gives me a calm smile.

“Emergency, like I said. Do you want to follow me out? Or should I stay, and we can talk here?”

I want to throw a punch at his smug face. But my rationality calls me off.

The entire classroom has wakened from their afternoon slumber, looking at us with great enthusiasm. I bet rumors about us will fly across the entire school sooner than I expected.

“Umm…Miss Ramirez?” the history teacher interrupts our staring contest.

I dart him an angry glare. “My last name is Moore, sir.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Miss Moore. But if Mr. Ramirez insists that there’s an emergency, maybe you should go with him. See what’s happening.”

He has made the judgmental call. Better sacrifice me alone than let Eason ruin the entire class. I’m left with no other options now. Infuriated, I sweep all my belongings into my backpack with one arm, knock Eason aside with my shoulder and stride towards the classroom door.

Eason follows me. He even has the audacity to greet the teacher on the way out. “Have a nice day sir.”

Before the door closes behind me, I hear Mr. Robinson announces dryly. “OK OK back to class… that’s none of your business…”

I march down the empty hallway with strong emotions bubbling up inside of me. When we reach the corner of staircase, I spin around to him roaring into his face:

“What the fuck! Eason Ramirez, are you fucking out of your damn mind??!” “That’s a lot of curses.” He sneers.

I am shocked by his indifference.

How can be so calm just standing here? Does he think this is no big deal? Does he think that he can just meddle with my life however he wants?

what’s the family emergency?” His eyes cast

Walked away after you done sleeping with them?

b

ersey-One

was planning to talk to him nice and calmly about how I feel and where this

does he have to be so difficult all

scowl takes over

to brace on the

my hair, begging me to fu-” His words are interrupted

embarrassed. After the initial rush of angry, now I want

life seems to be down in another shithole all

he have to tempt me? Why did

through my heart, and I’ve fallen to a chess piece in his palm. My eyes

says: “Fine…I’m sorry. I was only trying to talk to you.” I can’t believe he is apologizing. But even when he says

Can we just talk for

to fight back waves of strong emotions. He’s right. We’ve already come this far. Too late to backtrack or change our minds. I’ll tell him how

“OK.”

organize my feelings and look straight

But no one

that, his expression

goes to shock. Wide-eyed, nostril flared shock. Then gradually his shock accelerates till everything reaches its final stage…

D

irt Toonty-One

for his reactions. But his face still

shoulders shaking. “This what you want? To be my fuck

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