“Yo, aren’t you going home?” Patrick asked Ella as he stood in front of her desk. Behind him, were Marcus and Anthony who were also carrying their backpacks.
“I am, of course. Why?” Ella stopped stuffing her notebooks inside her bag as she looked up to the guy in front of her, who was looking more impatient by the minute.
“Well, aren’t you coming?” The basketball ace continued.
“No. Why should I? I thought you would be going home with Jasmine today?” She asked, bewildered.
It was when Anthony butted in and quipped: “Well, he is too nervous to talk to Jasmine alone, that’s why.”
Ella snorted at what she heard and shook her head. “So you need me as the awkward third wheel to break the ice? Tch, deal with that on your own, Rosales.”
Patrick’s face reddened and he struggled to answer ba
