"Woops," Warren teased, chuckling, as we walked out of class.
"You got me detention!" I scolded, trying my best not to scratch his eyes out.
"Come on, Tiger, it's not me who doesn't know how to whisper," he laughed. I stopped walking and crossed my arms.
"Well, if you didn't make me feel so angry, I wouldn't have yelled," I pointed out.
"I was just curious as to who you were talking to," he shrugged.
"Yeah, because you need to keep an eye on me, right?" I asked.
"No, it was just harmless curiosity. I'm not trying to keep an eye on you," he said, his eyes showing sincerity.
"So you won't try to stop me if I try to run away from here?" I asked.
"That depends on why you wanna run away," he shrugged.
"And how would you know if I'm lying about why I wanna go?"
"Your heartbeat will pac
