The next day, I find a parking spot in the parking garage of my campus.
“I do not want to go to class.” I say letting out an aggravated sigh.
But I want to be done with college already, so I turn my engine off and get out of my car.
While I walking to my class, I feel someone link their arm with my left one.
“Don’t freak out, I just want to ask you something.” Berkley tells me once my back is against the wall.
“Well, okay then.” I muttered in annoyance.
“Um, alright, what is it?” I asked her with a sigh.
“Well, who’s that w***e that is with Jordan?” She asks me, getting out her phone.
“I don’t know her name, but yesterday, he was at her apartment.” I tell her without really thinking about it.
“What? Were you stalking him? I need details.” She tells me while clapping her hands to
