Could always say I wasn't feeling well.

Getting in the passenger side I closed the door and put on my seatbelt. Before I knew it we were out of there and on the main road.

"Second day of school and already skipping. Yay me". I groaned.

"You worried shorty?".

"Should I be?".

Shrugging his shoulders he took a left and then another left. We pulled up to the coffee shop I was at with Alanna.

"What about you won't you get in trouble?". I asked as we both got out of the car and headed inside. Finding a seat I took of my jacket hanging it over the back of my chair.

"Straight A's baby". He smirked. "I'm real smart. Now do you want coffee?".

"Yes please". I smiled.

As Ryan was getting our coffees I was scrolling through used cars that were way out of my budget. Maybe I should be looking through job websites instead.

"Leah?".

Looking up from my phone Lacey was standing there. "Hey". I smiled. I noticed she wasn't in school today either.

"Free period?". She asked.

"Not really. We skipped".

"We?". She frowned just as Ryan placed my coffee in front of me.

"Yes me and Ryan. Hey where's my muffin?".

"Chill shorty I'm just going back to get it". He huffed.

"Should you really be hanging around here with Ryan?". She asked. She kind of looked disappointed. Wasn't I allowed to grab coffee with a friend?

"Eh why not?". I asked confused by her question.

"Never mind I have to go". She about turned and left the shop. She didn't even buy coffee. That was weird.

"Muffin m'lady". Placing it in front of me I couldn't wait to dig in.

"Thank you and thank you for putting a smile on my face. I wasn't really having a good day".

"How come?". Taking his seat he began to eat his own muffin.

"Have you always lived here?".

"Yes why?".

"I don't know I just feel weird at times. This town feels weird too and my street". Rolling my eyes I took a sip of my coffee. "I mean have you seen the size of the houses over there".

"Told you it's a rich bit".

"But I'm not rich, my grans not rich heck I can't even afford my own car. It's just a strange situation".

"Why did you move here?". He asked.

idea why we moved. "Florida had always been my home. We weren't having difficulties, our life's were stable but my gran got

why Texas, why

"No idea".

"You homesick?".

to read the message Tommy had sent. I missed the warmth. I

miss my old life". I half smiled pushing the plate away

hard for you and I bet some people

why. "You could say that". For instance there was a girl

a scene?".

to give her anymore reason to hate me. How can someone glare at you when they don't even know

can be mean it's sad really because I'm all for hyping girls up, fixing their crown and all that". Sighing I finished off my coffee.

Leah?". She asked looking me up and

wasn't a rude girl, I was always pleasant

She smirked.

for him". Flicking her

Really?

I squeezed my eyes shut tight. Was

"I don't-.."

and we'll be cool got

I laughed.

the actual

I was speechless.

"Did she just...."

to say. Who even

that well. Her kid brother goes to school with us. He's the year below. I think her names Tammy

get what I mean with it being weird? I

she comes back over

gran letting her know she didn't need to come pick

Jake...

you calling me?". I asked just as Ryan came back with

"Where are you?".

didn't need to know what I was

"Skipping school I see".

period". I shrugged. "But

I could already tell he was smirking. He was so

one of them it's not happening again". I wasn't going out

His voice was low,

I have to

come find you

off your fan girls".

is you baby. Let me

I have to go". Quickly ending the call I looked at a smirking

laughed. "They girls are going to come after you

"Yay me". I groaned.

did. The ride home was silent but it was comfortable. As

today Ryan. You made it a whole lot better than what it was turning out

go inside until I couldn't see his car anymore. Closing the door

My grans car wasn't in the drive

think she suspects

Was that Jack?

driving me fucking

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