Chapter 115- The Nightmare Called Naomi
Tyler's POV
I didn't answer Naomi.
She could shout all she wanted. Bang on my door all she wanted.
I wasn't coming out.
But Naomi wasn't the type to give up.
The banging on my door grew louder, shaking the entire damn house. What the hell is she made of?
That was when I heard my mom's voice.
"Naomi, why are you trying to break my son's door down?" she asked, sounding way too amused.
Finally, someone to get this menace off my back.
But then Naomi, the master manipulator, spoke.
"Tyler promised to give me an extra class, but now he's hiding in there and refusing to come out. And he knows he owes me for hurting my feelings."
I rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain.
I did not promise her extra class.
She was the one who suggested it, and I had just grunted in response. How did that turn into a promise?