I am on my way to my second class, which I dread because Katie and two of her stupid friends were in it. My first class sucked as well. My new English professor didn’t like me at all. I knew it was because of my involvement with Kyler. I swear she is jealous. I have seen her check him out more than once. She probably hates that I got him, and she didn’t.
I arrive at the class and take a seat away from everyone else. I am not in the mood for anyone this morning. Katie and her friends came in right after me.
“English class was great this morning. Sorry, you couldn’t be there,” she smirks.
The sarcasm drips from her voice with every word.
“Grow up, Katie. This is getting old now,” I say?
“Any bother you are getting, you have only yourself to blame. It is the consequences of jumping into bed with Professor Reeves,” she hisses, “I hope it was worth it,”?