Noah's POV
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.
I sighed, walking all the way back up the stairs to Jake's room. I knocked on the door, then opened it. Jake was sitting at his desk studying, as usual. Which was a little strange to me seeing as we have school in about an hour.
"Jake," I said, walking into his room. "I need to get to school."
"I care." He dropped sarcastically, and I rolled my eyes.
"You better. Your crap car is blocking mine. I can't get out." He groaned loudly.
"I'm busy," he said, not even bothering to face me, which annoyed the hell out of me.
"I. Do not wan
