It was weird when I saw that they left. I could hear that they were talking about me and they were suspective if I was the one they were looking for but I still pretended to be working on the computer and I could feel his stare burning down my back. As soon as they left the room I decided to follow them slowly in order to listen to what more they were planning to do.
I stayed behind the corner, trying not to make a sound. My heart was pounding in my chest as I listened to Paxton and his friend talking. I wasn’t supposed to hear any of this as my own problems were what I wanted to hear from them, but somehow my feet moved me closer, my ears found the words, and now I couldn’t stop listening.
“…He’ll register for the race, for sure,” Paxton said, voice low but confident. “And I'll treat t
