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.

A delicious  fluttering started in my abdomen

and scoot in beside him. I place my bag  on the table before

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

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

I stare at the poor  animal. “What exactly are we supposed to be  doing?” I asked nervously, finally gaining the  courage to

air  at the intensity it held. He looked different,  something about him was

good on mine, lips I can’t ever forget. I  draw in a breath and tear my eyes away, feeling

 horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon. He

slips  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 the students turn to face

hisses and crosses his

 hushed tone then pokes my sides. Squirming at  the ticklish

be awkward after all.  Maybe it didn’t affect him the way that it had done  to me. Maybe Blake had forgotten

placed  before me. I slip them on slower than necessary. I  felt the delicate latex wrap around my finger then  my entire hand,

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

that I was sure weren’t pleasant and  far from the truth. But I refrain, it will only make  things more

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