I kicked Jason’s leg under the table. He did not even flinch. He was ignoring me; this pain in my nose!
I poked the eggs in my plate, imagining they were Jason’s eyes.
He promised me and here he was eating food like a caveman. I peeked through my bangs and noticed my mom going through her office papers.
I kicked Jason again and a bit harder than before. He glared and I nodded to mom.
He huffed, closing his eyes. Was he cursing me out? He was!!! I wanted to throw my egg benedict on his face.
I took my phone and texted Jason. I will tell mom; you and Chris are f**k buddies.
He glared at me flabbergasted. I hate you.
I hate you too. I begged with my eyes and nodded towards mom.
No. He rose his right eyebrow.
I will tell that you are not using protection. I narrowed my eyes.
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