I hurriedly ran from the basketball court all the way to the school gate, and the driver my mom arranged was already waiting there for me.
Just five minutes ago, I received her call. She told me that the driver was waiting at the school gate and insisted that I immediately get in the car and go home with a stern tone.
I thought there was something urgent, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye to Javier before rushing out of the basketball court.
I got in the car, and to my surprise, there was someone else in the car besides the driver—Anja.
"What are you holding?" she asked, her eyes full of disdain. "Isn't that a boy's jacket?"
It was then I realized I had accidentally taken Javier's jacket with me. But at that moment, the car started, cutting off any chance I had of returning t
