Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 16

Chapter 16

“You’re late.” Mr. Simon says in a blunt scowl. I  halt in the doorway, bracing my palm on the  wooden door frame. Heat started in my neck and  radiated upward into my cheeks.

I shifted on my feet in discomfort. My green eyes  dart to the circular clock on the far wall. He was  right, I was exactly five minutes late.

I move my eyes away from the clock to scan  around the cla*s. Everyone’s eyes were on me,  studying me, waiting for whatever excuse I would  give.

But I didn’t have any, somehow my brain seemed  to not function properly this early. Or it was  probably the alcohol that still lingered in my body.

“Sorry, it won’t happen again sir.” I said softly,  closing the wooden door behind me.

“Just get to your partner and start working.” He  huffs, leaning back on the leather seat.

I gulped and with a quick nod strutted to the back.  My head was lowered as I move around desks. I  could hear their whispering, their giggles of humor.

It made me feel like a tiny ant under a microscope.  I hated it.

 fluttering started in my abdomen at his voice. I  hated

I place my bag  on the table before us. “Well there’s a first for  everything.” My attempt at humor

 happened. I should’ve never gone to the party in  the first place. Everything

on the  table, well more specifically the two animals layed  on the table. A dead frog was neatly placed inside  a

stomach rolls in unease as I stare at the poor  animal. “What exactly are we supposed to

his piercing  blue eyes lock into my own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held.

mine, lips I can’t ever

on white gloves. My eyes widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon. He looked  half asleep with his feet kicked up on the

 before I could stop it. It comes out loud and  accusing. Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned into an unpleasant  frown.The heads of

He hisses and crosses his  ankles. “Now get to work all of you!” He shouts  angrily.

last night.” Blake jokes in a  hushed tone then pokes my sides. Squirming at  the ticklish

it had done  to

slip them on slower than necessary. I  felt the delicate

 wanted to ask. I wanted to ask him if he had heard  the rumors circling

the truth. But I refrain, it will only make  things more awkward than it already was. He tried  to hide it but I

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