The first five periods passed in a blur.
I grab my backpack from the floor, and head out towards the canteen, eager to meet my friends. Well, not exactly to see Nathan, because he's still pissed because I said we’d talk later. Like duh, he's so stupid.
Smiling, I shake my head, and feel my phone vibrating in my jeans pocket. I slide in my hand, and pull it out.
I know you're probably in school. I was hoping we could go out somewhere tonight? Or.. like whenever you want.
Why is Sam so much excited about hanging out with me? I didn't believe Nathan when he said Sam fancies me, but now I'm kinda in a doubt. A frown covers my forehead, and I'm about to text him back, when I bump into someone.
"Oh god! I'm so sorry," I whine, as I lift my head up to see who it is.
"Jeez, Ambs. Look forwar
