Honey, why?

20. Turning Tables

The loud banging on the door continues as Ruslan and I hold each other's gaze. When seconds pass and he still doesn't move, I raise my eyebrows in question to him. He slowly nods his head and backs away from me. I could breathe deeply again.

I arrange my skirt and tucked one of my legs behind the other as Rus swings the door open and Tati comes storming inside followed by five students who I presume as the other officers of the Math Club.

I recognize Boris from the race yesterday and one other senior, though I can't remember her name as much I do her face. The rest of them I haven't even met.

They round the table and I slide my chair to the side stealthily, with such failure. All eyes look on me as I lock my knees and stand up. "Um, so. I'm gonna go."

I start for the door, hearing Tati