“I know.”
Rehan gives me a one sided smile that makes a dimple pop up. I don’t think I’ve noticed it before. Maybe because he doesn’t smile a lot.
“Are you busy this Saturday?”
I get thrown off a little by the question. I don’t recall any of the teachers pairing me up with him for a project. As a matter of fact, we’ve already submitted the last one five days ago.
“Not really.”
“Nice.” He gets up from the seat. “I’ll text you.”
And with that, he makes his way to his perspective desk just as the rest of the students begin piling in.
A Few Hours Later
On the way home after school, I notice Jia giving me the silent treatment. And it wasn’t until we reached home that I decided to confront her.
“Okay, talk to me.” I say, tossing my bag on the sofa. Jia does the same but makes a
