Chapter Twenty-One This just officially became the most awkward moment in my entire life. I bet my face is twisted with anger. But I try not to let my fury show because that’s exactly what he wants to see.

“Eason,” I grit out through clenched teeth. “This is HARDLY a good time.” He gives me a calm smile.

“Emergency, like I said. Do you want to follow me out? Or should I stay, and we can talk here?”

I want to throw a punch at his smug face. But my rationality calls me off.

The entire classroom has wakened from their afternoon slumber, looking at us with great enthusiasm. I bet rumors about us will fly across the entire school sooner than I expected.

“Umm…Miss Ramirez?” the history teacher interrupts our staring contest.

I dart him an angry glare. “My last name is Moore, sir.”

“Oh, I’m sorry Miss Moore. But if Mr. Ramirez insists that there’s an emergency, maybe you should go with him. See what’s happening.”

He has made the judgmental call. Better sacrifice me alone than let Eason ruin the entire class. I’m left with no other options now. Infuriated, I sweep all my belongings into my backpack with one arm, knock Eason aside with my shoulder and stride towards the classroom door.

Eason follows me. He even has the audacity to greet the teacher on the way out. “Have a nice day sir.”

Before the door closes behind me, I hear Mr. Robinson announces dryly. “OK OK back to class… that’s none of your business…”

I march down the empty hallway with strong emotions bubbling up inside of me. When we reach the corner of staircase, I spin around to him roaring into his face:

“What the fuck! Eason Ramirez, are you fucking out of your damn mind??!” “That’s a lot of curses.” He sneers.

I am shocked by his indifference.

How can be so calm just standing here? Does he think this is no big deal? Does he think that he can just meddle with my life however he wants?

asking him. “OK. So tell me, what’s the family emergency?” His eyes cast

a girl? Walked away after you done sleeping with them? Well here’s your payback

b

ersey-One

I was planning to talk to him

ruined it. Why does he have to be so

takes

on the banister besides my waist. His face

arms stand. “Who wet my fucking fingers yesterday hmm? Who cum so hard under me, grabbing my hair, begging me to fu-” His words are interrupted by my rage-filled punch. But he

After the initial rush of angry,

my life seems to be down

me? Why

seen through my heart, and I’ve fallen to a chess piece in his palm. My eyes become glossy. His rough breathing stops for one second, then I

and lets go off me. After a long awkward silence, he says: “Fine…I’m sorry. I was only trying to talk to

just talk

sniff and try to fight back waves of strong emotions. He’s right. We’ve already come this far. Too late to backtrack or

“OK.”

my feelings and look straight at

sleep with you. But no one should know. And

that, his expression

it’s blank, like he’s still processing my words. Then, it goes to shock. Wide-eyed, nostril flared shock.

D

irt Toonty-One

for his reactions. But his face still intimidates me

laughter, shoulders shaking. “This what you

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