The bell rang, and Mark and David excused themselves, hurrying off to their first class.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Lucien draped an arm over Scarlett's shoulders. "I'm jealous, you know. I go away for a week and you've made all these new friends. I thought you'd be pining for me the whole time."
Scarlett scoffed, shrugging off his arm. "You're my friend, not my boyfriend. I'm free to—"
"Boyfriend?" Lucien interrupted with an exaggerated gasp. "I thought we were dating! Did our kiss in the dream world mean nothing to you?"
Several passing students gasped, turning to stare at Scarlett with scandalized expressions.
"You did not just say that out loud," Scarlett groaned, her face hot with embarrassment. "I hate you."
"No, you don't," Lucien replied confidently as they entered
