Well, it's safe to say that Chris is pissed at me, but what I don't understand is that why is he pissed at me? Is it because I replied to Cassandra and didn't tell him, or is it because I did it with Evan?

Either way, I don't think it matters that much. So, he's just overreacting.

While we did our report, we silently worked, and he barely spoke two words to me apart from what was necessary. He didn't tease me like he usually did, in fact, he was in a broody mood throughout. I would apologise to him, but I should know what I am apologising for.

Next day, Breanna shows up to give me a ride to school so I scowl at her, "He called you?" I ask.

She nods as I buckle my seatbelt, "Yeah. I didn't ask him why, but I am assuming this still has something to do with what happened back at the dinner?" She starts driving towards the school.

"I am at a loss here, Bri. What the hell is he pissed about?"

She tsks at me! So I glare at her until she starts speaking, "Oh, honey! The guy babied you for an entire week because you were upset over Cassandra and Evan. And suddenly, you make up with Evan, and forget about him completely. You told him you weren't sure about your decision and two hours later you were with Evan, and you replied to her and failed to mention it to Chris. No wonder he's pissed."

Oh.

Now that Breanna has explained it to me, I understand it more clearly and immediately want to smack myself. I really am a selfish person. When we reach school, I tell Breanna that I'll see her at lunch and the first thing I do is look for Chris. But he's nowhere to be found, but just as I am about to cross the hallway, I spot two people by the end of the lockers, tucked away from everyone.

I immediately recognise him, and honestly? I am a little pissed. He told me that he wasn't dating anyone, but here he is, making out this early in the school. Even the taste of my toothpaste hasn't died in my mouth yet, and he's swapping saliva with someone else.

Usually, I would just storm off and leave it alone, because that's what I do when I see Evan and Rose making out, but this isn't Evan, this is Chris! And something about this guy aggravates me so fucking much.

I cough loudly to get their attention, and I notice Chris open his one eye, he sees me standing there, tapping my foot impatiently at the ground. Then, he just pushes Melissa even further into side of the lockers, almost grinding against her. My mouth falls open at that as I stare at him.

What the actual fuck?

So I do the only thing that comes to my mind. I step towards them and reach for his arm, jerking him away from her. When he finally stops kissing her, he turns to me, super annoyed.

"What the hell is your problem?" He asks, his tone seething.

I gulp, "I want to apologise."

His expression immediately soften as he stares at me but then Melissa scoffs, "Really? Are you that desperate?" She looks me up and down, making me frown at her.

"Fuck off." I tell her and she steps towards me, but I take an equally threatening step towards her, making her scowl, "I am not your little bitch. When I say fuck off, then get the hell away."

She looks at Chris, as if expecting him to say something and then looks between the two of us, finally setting her eyes on him, "You not going to say anything to her?" She asks Chris, who just wears a blank expression on his face.

She walks away, flipping at Chris who runs a hand through his hair, "There goes my conquest of the week."

I turn to him with a glare, "Girls aren't supposed to be conquests, you ass! And what the fuck happened to no dating?" I ask, more than annoyed. The sight of him and that shithead making out is imprinted in my brain.

"I am not dating anyone. I just assumed she'll be good in bed." He shrugs, making me gape at him.

"It's like you're your old self again." I say without thinking and his eyes snap at me, his jaw twitching.

"What the hell do you mean by that? I have always been this way, you just started confusing me for someone else." He snaps.

"I mean that you aren't this person, I know you are better than this. Why are you being like this, Jay?" I ask, my voice much softer.

"I am not two goody shoes like your best friend, Claire. Stop trying to confuse me for him." He says through gritted teeth, making me take a step back. "And for the last fucking time, stop touching me." He jerks my hand away from his arm and I just stare at him.

I nod, trying to mask the disappointment and hurt on my face, "I just came to apologise, Jay. I am sorry I didn't tell you about replying to her, I made up my mind, and I spontaneously replied to her while hanging out with Evan. I didn't mean to hurt you." I tell him, being clear on my part because if he thinks I'll even talk to him after this, he's highly mistaken. He can go screw himself for all he wants.

"You didn't." He says, making me frown so he adds, "My feelings. You didn't hurt me." He clarifies.

"Still, if I somehow did, I am sorry about that." I tell him.

"Whatever." He says before walking off, so I make my way to the class.

For the rest of the day, I avoid him like plague. When we have Calculus class, I sit in the front row, aware that he would be on the last bench. I saw him trying to catch my eye when the bell rang, but I got out before he could get a chance.

Honestly, yes, it was unexpected to find him making out. But I wasn't hurt about that. I'm hurt because he thought that I was comparing him to Evan, because I am definitely not. They are two different people, almost poles apart — there is no comparison between them. I understand that he was hurt by me not telling him about Cassandra, but how he responded to me this morning, he didn't even deserve an apology but I still offered him one because I was being honest about being sorry in case I hurt him or disappointed him.

But, he managed to do the same things to me. I know he has a thing with touching, I get it! But he touches me all the fucking time, yet every time we have an argument, he brings that up. Also, the way he jerked my hand off, that just got to me. I didn't expect that from him, ever.

So, during lunch, I sit by Luke's side, two seats away from Chris. Usually, I sit by his side, but I am hurt, and also, I don't want to give him a chance to snap at me again regarding the touching thing. I am just playing safe.

As soon as I sit by Luke's side, Breanna gives me a questioning look but I just shrug at her. I can feel Chris's eyes on me, but I don't dare look his way. Jordan eyes the two of us, a frown set on his features.

"An!" Evan calls out and I look at him, "Do you remember what Scott said about the weekend trip?" He asks, and I nod.

"What about it?" I ask, and he grins.

"Next weekend!"

I laugh, "Well, enjoy?"

He frowns, "You are coming along."

"No way in hell." I immediately shake my head. "I'll be the only girl and Sawyer annoys the hell out of me when he keeps teasing me. I can't handle a whole week of him."

"Well, Adam will be there." He says, wiggling his eyebrows and I throw a nugget at him.

"Oooh. Hottie." Breanna joins in and I flush red.

Well, fuck them both!

"Why will he be there?" I manage to ask, which makes Evan grin.

"Because, Dad invited his father as well. So he's joining in." He smirks.

"Well, leave it to Paul to go to a fishing trip with a whole loads of idiot." I mumble but everyone catches it, making Breanna smirk at me.

"Adam and you could totally hit it off again." She comments and I glare at her.

"Who is this guy again?" Rose asks.

"I am assuming her ex." Luke says and I nod.

"He's got the best ass a guy can have." I add in, not even worried about how much of a pervert I sound. Sure, I was blushing two minutes ago when my best friends were teasing me, but that doesn't give my mouth a filter.

I hear someone choking and look over at Chris, who's coughing like crazy. Jordan passes him a water bottle and Chris looks up at everyone, "Wrong pipe." He mumbles but then his eyes meet mine, something strange behind them.

Shrugging, I look away. I don't give a fuck if he just choked on his food. Okay, I don't want him to die, but I don't want to talk to him either.

"So, did you do stuff with this one?" Jordan asks, a smirk on his face and I look at Rose.

"He's too far away to hit, please smack his head for me?" I say.

She grins, "Gladly."

Rose smacks Jordan who pouts like a baby but then Evan speaks up, "Seriously though, you should come. Adam and you didn't end it on a bad note. If I remember correctly, it ended with a kiss."

"Yup, I should definitely draw my curtains next time I have a boy in my room." I say, making everyone laugh. "He's in college, Ev. I am pretty sure he has a girlfriend. And if it didn't work out the last time, it wouldn't this time either. We broke up for a reason." I clear out.

Why does he even want me to date someone else? Did I not tell him that I like him? But I also said something about moving on, so he's probably trying to set me up.

"He said otherwise." Evan shrugs innocently.

A chair screeches and I notice Chris standing up before he picks up his backpack and walks out of the cafeteria. All of us stare at him, and I would have followed him on a different day, but not today.

"What's up his ass?" Breanna asks, still looking at the cafeteria entrance.

Jordan looks at me, as if expecting me to answer but I just give a questioning look. Why did he just assume that whatever's up with him has something to do with me? I have no idea why he just left.

The period I have after the lunch is biology, and we have submit our reports. Chris was supposed to print out the whole thing and add a few references. Hopefully, he did it. If not, then there's not much I can do at the last moment. I take a seat in the middle row and I am aware that Chris is in the class, on the last bench but I don't acknowledge him.

When Ms. Kaur asks us to pass along our reports, the girl behind me passes me two reports, hers and obviously the one Chris passed along. Just for the sake of it, I check the last page and I notice that he did add the references.

I pass it along and when everyone has submitted, Ms. Kaur begins with the class. I listen to her half mindedly, wondering what the hell is really up with Chris. When I can come up with nothing, I just leave my thoughts at that.

The rest of the day, it's easy to avoid him. We don't have any more classes together, and I am glad when he doesn't try to approach me, because I would have said something out of anger, definitely.

Evan is waiting for me by the lockers and I frown at him, because Rose is not by his side. Did he tell her? I am not so sure that he can figure his feelings out so quickly, because he's Evan out of all the people!

"What are you doing?" I ask him, pushing my books back in the locker.

He smiles at me, "Giving you a ride home."

I immediately freeze in my place and turn to him, my eyes almost widened, gaping at him. "What?" I ask.

"I asked Rose if you could catch a ride with one of her girlfriends." He shrugs and I stare at him.

"You can't do that, Ev. She's your girlfriend."

He frowns, "Yes, and you're my best friend. We are having lunch together, come on." He takes my wrist in his hand, and I try to avoid the feeling of warmth that spreads through me.

"What's up with you two?" Luke asks, standing with Breanna.

"He's ditching Rose, tell him that isn't fair." I ask the two of them.

Jordan and Chris join in, but I still don't look at him. Although his gaze is set right on me, or where Evan has managed to slide his hand down and intertwine our fingers. What is he doing anyway? It's like he's not even realising that his actions have an impact on me.

"Why are you ditching your girlfriend?" Breanna asks him, raising an eyebrow.

"Because I want to spend time with my best friend. Is that too much to ask for?" He pouts, making me smile a little.

"Yes, if you're ignoring her for me, then it's wrong."

He turns to me, his eyes boring down in mine, "But everything's fair in love and war." He winks.

I gasp, "Don't you fucking dare flirt with me, Evan. I'll whoop your ass to Asia." I warn him.

He pouts even more, "I thought you liked me."

Everyone except Breanna stares at me with wide eyes. Only Jordan is the first to speak, "You told him?"

"What?" Evan looks at everyone in confusion, "Did everyone know except me?"

"No dum-dum, but now they do. Thanks a lot." I smack his head, trying to hold in my blush.

Talk about public embarrassment.

"But.." He scowls.

"Shush.. not a word. Okay guys, we are leaving, bye!" I wave at everyone all at once, dragging Evan away, simply because I was starting to fidget under Chris's hard stare.

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