I look up to see Archer staring back at me with a smirk - a look I haven't seen in three
days.
"I'm fine. Thank you." I jerk back so I won't be in his hold anymore and pick up my paper on the floor.
"Chloe-"
"You two!" Someone yells out. Archer and I turn to the source of the voice to see Mr.
West, our history teacher.
“Detention! Now get back to class." He shouts at us, waiting for us to go to class.
I let out a frustrating sigh before walking back to English class, not looking back to see if Archer is still there.
-
"I have detention." I tell Heidi. "What?"
"Yeah. I was in the hall with Archer while class was in session and we got caught by Mr.
West."
"Well, good luck with that. Archer's not going to show up. He won't get in trouble even if he doesn't show up because, you kno
