Chapter 21
Derek singing makes me want to hit the back of his head. Probably it's one of the Lady Gaga songs he has listened to. There are times that Derek is so funny you would hate him, and sometimes, his timing is awful. Like what he has just done a minute or so ago. He sang something dirty knowing that Dale was here with me. I turn around and give him an awkward smile, but he's already grinning, shrugging as if he doesn't have a care.
My heart races faster as he slings his arm around my neck, hanging on my shoulder and he pushes me closer to him. I flush, pursing my lips, trying to hide the blush that I know my cheeks are showing. He smell of cinnamon; I love cinnamons, especially if it's on the bread, or a coffee, and chocolate drinks. Dale and I don't have the same class, and I kno
