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 that

him. I place my bag  on the table before us. “Well there’s a

uncomfortable to talk to him, to joke with  him. Kissing him last night shouldn’t have  happened. I should’ve never gone to the party in  the first place. Everything now

specifically the two animals layed  on the table.

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

lock into my own. I’m left panting for air  at the intensity it held. He looked different,

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

widen in  horror as I snap my eyes to Mr Simon.

question 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 me as  I’ve now gained their attention. Uh

hisses and crosses

Blake jokes in a  hushed tone then pokes my sides. Squirming at  the ticklish feeling I swat at his

after all.  Maybe it didn’t affect him the way that it had done

slower than necessary. I  felt the

 conversation. This wasn’t exactly the question I  wanted to ask. I wanted to ask him if he had heard  the

the truth. But I refrain, it will only make  things more awkward than it already

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