And just like that, the hallway scene dissolved. People drifted off, disappointed the drama had ended. Charlotte’s glare could’ve melted glass, but she didn’t say another word.
“Hello there, tutor, we meet again,” He grinned at me. “I assume you're not too busy now.”
I seethed inwardly. “I never asked for your help.”
Evans didn’t seem to care about my tone. In fact, his grin widened, like my irritation was a personal challenge.
“Sure you didn’t,” he said, steering me toward the cafeteria as if my feet had suddenly forgotten how to walk in any other direction. “But the Lit teacher says you’re the best, and lucky me, I need the best.”
“Cut the crap, you don't even take Literature,” I pushed his hand away from me. “What are you playing at?”
His expression immediately shifted to an inno
