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.

in my abdomen at his voice. I  hated that he affected me this much and I hated

and scoot in beside him. I place my bag  on the table before us. “Well there’s a first

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

contents on the  table, well more specifically the two animals layed  on the table. A dead frog was neatly placed inside  a decent size gla*s tray before

the poor  animal. “What exactly are we supposed to be  doing?”

own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held. He looked different,  something about him was

can’t ever forget. I  draw in a breath and tear my eyes away, feeling  awkward with

slips on white gloves. My eyes widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon. He looked

cruelty?” The question slips  before I could stop it. It comes out loud and  accusing. Mr. Simon dark brows furrowed in  confusion before his lips thinned

do mine. If you want to be graded I’d suggest  you start dissecting.” He hisses and crosses his

he  probably didn’t get laid last night.” Blake jokes in a  hushed tone then

 Maybe it didn’t affect him the way that it had done  to

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

 conversation. This wasn’t exactly the question I  wanted to ask. I

only make  things more awkward than it

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