Stacey’s POV:
“Okay, any questions?” I asked the class one more time before it was time for break. The entire room was quiet, so I assumed there were no other questions.
“Well, I guess that's it.” Just like clockwork, the bell rang and the class was dismissed.
I glanced over at Noah’s desk. He's been absent for a few classes now. I wasn't really surprised; the big game was coming up, and he had been practicing day and night.
I stepped out of the classroom, heading to my office, when a thought occurred. “Maybe just to see what he's up to?”
No, you shouldn't. If he wanted to see you, he would have come over or, at the very least, called.
I continued walking to my office, determined not to go and meet him, but that resolve didn't last long. “How about just a peek?”
Oh! You fool.
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