“But what?” He repeats.
“There is someone who doesn’t particularly give me friend vibes,” I say.
“How so?” He inquires.
“I beat him in a fight and I think it bruised his ego,” I laugh.
“Ignore him and everyone who gives you a hard time. They’ll know this weekend who you are anyway. Their mentality and behavior towards you will do a 360 as soon as they know who they’ve been harassing,” he says, waving him off.
I broke into a grin and his shoulders relaxed as he returned it.
“I’ve also got a cake tasting thing today. I can’t wait to try all the different flavors,” I sigh.
“To answer your question earlier, I can’t go with you to practice. I’m meeting with one of the Deltas regarding some irregularities,” he said as he pulled his phone from his pocket and typed something in.
My gaze mo
