"Are you trying to set them up?" he whisper-yells and I offer him a short shrug.
"Do you care?" I question him and before he can say anything, I purse my lips. "Are you jealous?"
"What? About what?" he retorts in confusion as he glances over his shoulder.
"You...and Aaliyah," I awkwardly explain and his eyebrows tug together quickly.
"What the hell are you talking about?" he questions before it clicks. "What? No!"
"Are you sure?" I tease him and he stumbles over his words. "Look at you, babbling like a crush-ridden baby."
"I don't like her," he informs me and I believe him. Otherwise, my feelings would be hurt right now. "I just don't need him finding a reason to come here."
"You seriously don't want him to come to this school?" I ask with slightly raised brows.
"No!" he retorts in
