I couldn’t figure out if his intentions were harmless or not, but I didn’t want to find out. I had told my history teacher, Mr. James, that I needed a quiet place to study, and he said I could stay as long as I needed. It was taking too much out of me to keep pretending to be happy without Reed. Making him jealous was exhausting. And yet, somehow I couldn’t let him know how much his kiss with Haley had hurt me. I saw the hurt in his eyes when I was with Trent, and it confused me. When Haley explained everything about the kiss, I had allowed myself to hope. What if what she said was true? My phone vibrated alerting me to a text message. It was Reed. He was worried because I didn’t show up at my car. He begged me to message him, letting him know where I was and that I was okay. So I did. “There you are!” I looked up in time to see Trent stepping into the classroom and shutting the door behind him. “When you didn’t come to your car I wondered if you had gotten held up in your last class.
