Eleanor's POV:
"What are you doing?" I asked with a confused face as I handed Javier my phone.
He casually added his number to my contacts and then opened i********:, using my account to follow himself.
"Javi?" I read the name he saved himself as and raised my eyebrows.
Since when were we close enough for nicknames?
I rolled my eyes, but he wasn't done.
"Do you have t****k?" he asked.
"Nope." I snatched my phone back, not bothering to hide my annoyance.
"Shaw, next time you get locked in a classroom, you can call me to rescue you," he said with a grin.
'SHUT UP! There will absolutely not be a next time!'
I was ready to snap back like that, but his mischievous smile somehow made me feel less agitated.
Maybe Javier wasn't so bad, was he? He could've just left me locked in that cla
