Jojo's whole face turns a bright red, "She likes me well enough. You should go."
I nod, hurrying towards the bus which is slowing down at the stop.
"Thank you!" I shout back at him, and Jojo just waves his hand at me, beaming,
I manage to catch the bus, and something must be working for me because I reach the college with one minute to spare. I hurry towards the class, already out of breath from the way I ran all the way here. Opening the door, I look up to see a barely full class. Standing at the front, next to the whiteboard, is a tall man with broad shoulders, dark wavy hair, an olive complexion, and dark brown eyes. He has a strong jaw and incredibly attractive features, all of which are twisted in a strange expression that might or might not have been disapproval.
"I'm sorry," I g
