"So you're not going to tell me what happened between you and Lucas," Beatrice argued as she tried to meet up with me in the hallway.
I had left home early and came to school myself, trying to avoid her interrogating questions, I didn't want to think about what happened between me and Lucas yesterday, it was giving me wet dreams.
I couldn't take my mind off what happened between me and him and Beatrice would make sure she brings that question up and remind me of it.
Unfortunately, I wasn't lucky to hide away from her, and now here she was clearly bringing up what I was trying to avoid.
"And you didn't even pick up my calls, do you know how worried I was about you?" She accused halting abruptly as I turned back to look at her fuming gaze.
"I'm okay Beatrice, I'm sorry I couldn't pick y
