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.

start I guess". Shrugging my shoulders I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. I had no idea why we moved. "Florida had always been my home.

why Texas,

"No idea".

"You homesick?".

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

pushing the plate away from

sorry Leah. That must be hard for you and I bet some

girl sitting at a table a few feet away from us with her

a scene?". He

to hate me. How can someone glare at you when they

girls up, fixing their crown and all that". Sighing I finished off my coffee. "Oh no

asked looking

wasn't a rude girl, I was always

She smirked.

I mean look at what you're wearing. You're not strong enough for him". Flicking her hair

Really?

nose I squeezed my eyes shut

"I don't-.."

away from him and we'll be cool got it". She smiled sweetly at me before turning around and walking

I laughed.

the actual hell was

I was speechless.

"Did she just...."

to say. Who even was she? "Do you

not that well. Her kid brother goes to school with us. He's the year below. I think

with it being weird?

comes back over here knock her on her

to come pick me up my phone started ringing in my

Jake...

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

"Where are you?".

of your business how?". He didn't need to know what I was doing

"Skipping school I see".

shrugged. "But seriously what

I could already tell he was

happening again". I

voice was low,

I

find you right

call off your fan girls".

chuckled. "Only fan girl I want is you

ending the call I looked at a smirking Ryan. "Don't even". I

are going to come after you with pitch forks".

"Yay me". I groaned.

was silent but it was comfortable. As we were pulling up to my house

what it was turning out

car anymore. Closing the door being me I kicked off

the kitchen. My grans car wasn't in the drive so I knew she

think she suspects anything

Was that Jack?

me

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