I was on my way to the third class. And I was lost. Amandla has gone to her class and I remember her directing me to the Accounting class, but I was busy having a mini panic attack from what happened in first class.
I know Connor will probably hate me and make my life a living hell. I bumped into someone and mumbled a small apology.
"Hey Emmett," I heard a female voice and looked up. It was the same ladies from the first class.
"Hello," I said quietly and moved to walk away.
"Hey, not so fast," one of them gripped my bicep. I turned to see her gawking at my arm. "Oh my God, so big," she giggled, along with her friends, as she gave my biceps a squeeze. "Where are you going now?" She asked me.
"Uh, Accounting,"
"Ooh, you're definitely one of the clever ones hey," she smiled at me. I tr
