Tyler.
I glanced at the forwarded text on my phone. The coach is just an attention seeker, I am sure he has nothing important to say, he just wants to waste my time, I thought on my way to the classroom. We better go and get the whole thing over with.
I held the doorknob and was about to go in when I heard a lady’s voice.
“Hello, Jason, where are you?”
The voice sounded just like Chloe’s own, I guess she's hiding here because she's too embarrassed to go back to class, I thought with a smirk. It wouldn't hurt to taunt her a little, right?
‘Good – I mean, can you get me a jacket, the shirt is short sleeved and I don't feel comfortable wearing it.’ I heard her say.
Come to think of it, why exactly does she wear those hideous clothes all the time? I can't really say I have seen any par
