The first week back after Spring Break was really weird; Niall and I didn’t really speak unless it was necessary, or just a simple hello and goodbye.
Everything else went back to normal, including Mr. Grey’s at-traction towards me. It was still making me uncomfortable and this time Niall didn’t even bother to interrupt him with some kind of smart-ass comment.
By Thursday I’d had enough. I wanted it to be Friday already, so I could return to my dorm and eat an apple (since that was the only thing I had money for ever since Hawaii). I’d lost about seven pounds from surviving only with apples or feeding from Ryan’s occasional pizzas he brought when he came over to Amy’s.
We were in front of the building where music class was held, and I was currently waiting for Zayn and Jake to finish the
