Ashley's pov
In a swift move, I was out of the door before anyone else. My breathing was rough as I strutted to my next class. The bell had just rang and I needed to get out of Blake's sight.
I wasn't ready to talk to him.
"Ley!" Blake shouts a couple distance away from me. The air gets stuck in my lungs as my footsteps have now turned into an almost sprint.
I brush past students that were very attentive to what was going on. Their gazes were focused on Blake and I. Ready for whatever show they were expecting.
Seeing the wooden door to the calculus classroom has me breathing out a sigh of relief. It was just a tiny bit of footsteps away.
"Ashley Grey!" Blake yells. Oh crap, he's mad. Blake only uses my full name when he's mad at me.
Deep down I knew I was a coward for running aw
