DAMIEN
Tyler was now eating lunch with me in the classroom. We chatted here and there, but mostly we were silent. It was the day before court, and we were all stressed out. Ella especially. I was texting April, going through last minute stuff when Tyler spoke up.
"Mr. Black, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." Taking a bite of my sandwich.
"Are you actually dating Ella?"
I nearly choked. Grabbing my bottle of water, I chugged it down.
"Oops. Sorry." Tyler said.
I stared at him. "I'm not dating anyone Tyler."
"Are you sleeping with her?"
"No!"
He looked down at the desk, playing with his food. "Okay. But... let's say, hypothetically, that you were-"
"I'm not." I lied.
"I said hypothetically. How would that...work?"
"What?"
"Well, I googled it. It's not actually again
