I had Caspian’s jacket tucked under my arm.
It was Friday, and I’d waited the whole week to do this. He’d kept his distance the whole week, not really saying much to me. I felt his eyes on me occasionally, though, and I could feel he wanted to say something.
Now, I would take the opportunity to hand him the jacket.
I didn’t want to show him total hatred, and that was because I would still need him in order to see my plan through. I couldn’t distance myself from him completely because I needed him in order to make all of this work.
I’d been watching him these past few days. He wasn’t always with his friends. Most of the time, he was actually alone. Finding him near the bathroom that day wasn’t purely coincidental. At a specific time of the day, he would leave class and just stand ne
