"Hey, Sylvie. How you doing?" Zean asked with a sweet smile as he neared our table. "Did you have fun at the Pitt?"
Shay, despite herself, quirks an eyebrow. "I didn't know Sylvie hangs with the popular kids now," her voice was filled with a hint of malice.
Shit, I almost forgot that I didn't tell Shay I went to the Pitt with Zean.
The tension seemed to expand on account of Shay's hatred with Zean when the latter didn't seem to pay her no mind.
He nudges Beck to scoot over but the stubborn s**t doesn't budge. Zean rolled his eyes and grabbed a chair from the empty table beside us.
I don't know if I should acknowledge him or side with Shay considering I didn't want to lose at least one friend. Sometimes, being kind to someone can be inherently cruel to others. Especially since I have n
