Chloe’s POV
I was usually too engrossed in classes to notice who was absent or present, but since the unspoken routine of sharing glances with Kyle kicked off, I started to notice exactly when he walked into class and when he left.
Odd, maybe a little out of character, but I sorta liked it now.
Today was different though, English class had started for over fifteen minutes and Kyle who tended to be no later than ten minutes was yet to walk in. I kept looking around subtly to see if he’d walk in from the backdoor but he didn't.
And since all his friends were seated, I knew that he couldn't be off on a bender. Twenty minutes in, I finally gave in and shot him a text.
Me: skipping school? Wya?
He texted back almost immediately, like he’d been expecting me to reach out.
Krazy Kyle
