“You’re wearing a dress.” I heard Aydan’s voice before I even saw him.
Closing my locker, I slowly spun around from my locker and looked at Aydan who was stood not more than a feet away from me. He wore his signature jeans and leather jacket but instead of the combat boots, he replaced them with black Vans. I looked up at him and he was already looking at me with his eyebrow c****d and crossed his arms over his chest.
The hallway was empty except for us. I clutched my books tightly in my hands and wished I had agreed when Alex offered to walk me to my room. I had no intention of meeting Aydan just yet. And after how we had left things, I wanted him to be the first to reach out and actually make an effort.
“Yeah,” I replied curtly and looked anywhere but at him because I knew if I look
