CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I sighed for probably the hundredth time as we walked to the Human Anatomy class on Tuesday at 1: 45 P.M.
“Don’t let it bother you,” Jade tagged my arm as we walked to our seats.
“What?” I asked, shaking off the haze.
“The fact that your little meeting with Malcom is what everyone seems to be talking about. After his confession, every guy seems to think you are a heroine for turning down his advances. Wait, that is not what is bothering you though, is it?” she muttered in realization.
“It’s just the upcoming anatomy CAT,” How could I admit I turned and tossed the entire night unable to get Malcom’s blunt rejection out of my mind? It hurt really bad.
Soon after the lecturer, walked in saving me from further inquisition from Jade. After the class
