Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 16

“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.

him. I place my bag  on the table before

have  happened. I

at the contents on the  table, well more specifically the two animals layed  on the table. A dead frog was neatly placed inside  a decent size gla*s

poor  animal. “What exactly are we supposed to be  doing?” I asked

air 

find my eyes trailing down to his lips. Lips that  felt so good on mine, lips I can’t ever forget. I  draw in a breath and tear my

be dissecting them.” He  cringes and slips on white gloves. My eyes widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to

comes out loud and  accusing. Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of the students turn to

 

to be graded I’d suggest  you start dissecting.” He hisses and crosses his  ankles.

worry about him Ley, he  probably didn’t get laid last night.” Blake jokes in a  hushed tone

it had done  to me. Maybe Blake had forgotten all

them on slower than necessary. I  felt the

you seen Ryan?” I asks, trying to make  conversation. This wasn’t exactly the question I  wanted to ask.

I was sure weren’t pleasant and  far from the truth. But I refrain, it will only make  things more awkward

be early for  school?” He chuckles.

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