"Yes, Sir." I quietly respond.

"I've been ordered to give this back to you." Mr. Howell says the minute the classroom clears out. He lays my phone with it's smashed screen on my desk.

"Oh, how lovely." I state sarcastically, as I turn the power on. It's only cracked around the top right corner, so I could see the screen.

He stares at the screen. "How did it crack?"

"Mrs. Wickenburg threw it on the floor and stepped on it." I explain in a bored tone, the minute my phone had turned on it began ringing with notifications.

"You're very popular it seems." He laughs slightly as he watches the messages pop up.

Once the phone stops ringing I scroll through the messages. "It seems word has gotten out that I'm coming back."

Brianna: Heard you're coming back? Kane been wanting to see you ;)

Georgia: Where have you been girl? I just heard you went to a boarding school o.O Did you like die there?

Josh: Hope you don't lecture us about Jesus when you get back. Those boarding school are dumb

Dad: Call me when you get your phone...if you ever do haha loser

Kane: Hey

Millie: Hey, your brother's kinda hot?

I look through the majority of the messages and realize there's way too many to go through.

"Omera, you still need to pay attention if you're in my class. Regardless if you're leaving or not." Mr. Howell says, lowering my phone so I stop looking at it.

"Sorry, I was distracted by the fact that I would leave." I apologize quickly. I didn't want it to seem like that if I was involved with him, it would equate to me bit doing well in school.

He smiles slightly. "I don't want you to leave."

"It's split with me. I want to go yet I don't." I say quietly, playing with my phone. "Could I have your number?"

"My what?" Mr. Howell questions.

"Your number. Since I am leaving, I want to keep in contact." I look at him, hoping he'd say yes.

"Sure, put your number in my phone." He easily says as he hands me his phone. I slide his phone open, and try not to read his texts.

I put my name as Omi, just in case. Who knows if someone goes through his phone? I look through his contacts quickly.

"You have Mrs. Wickenburg's number?" I giggle, he looks over my shoulder to see what I am but doesn't make a move to take his phone away.

"Omi?" He ignores my question as he sees my contact name.

"What if someone sees your phone and my name is there?" I try explaining but he looks at me as if I said the dumbest thing.

"I don't really think anyone would do that." He chuckles as I shake my head. I continue looking through his phone, but he takes it with a very teacher-like motion.

"I think that's enough snooping." He states lightheartedly, as he slides his phone back into the pocket of his pants.

"I should get going to manners class. Can you give me a pass?" I request as I gather up my things. He walks back to his desk and takes a seat.

"Come here." He says. I walk over quickly, taking a seat on his lap. He brushes a piece of hair away from my face.

"Something feels wrong about what happened with Tia." He admits to me.

I give him a look. "Really? She almost exposed us, tried to fight me, and I had to take all the blame. Are you really feeling pity for her?"

He considers this. "I know but we weren't fair to her. If you had gotten a proper punishment then it'd be another story. It almost seems like you've been rewarded for all this."

My first instinct is to get defensive, but instead I want to hear what he has to say. "How so?"

"We're together right now and it's kind of being thrown at her face since she did have feelings for me." He sighs.

I know one thing, whatever goes on in my life is kind of hidden from Dan. He doesn't know I lied to Tia about being a virgin and tried taking 'lessons' from her in camp. He doesn't know how unusually nice Mrs. Wickenburg is. I bet he doesn't know about the whole file incident either. So, how does he know Tia has feelings for him? I have not brought this up to him from what I remember, so there's only one way he could have knowledge of her feelings.

"You've talked to her?" I try not looking mad at the fact.

He seems a bit surprised. "Why do you assume that?"

"Answer my question and then I'll answer yours." I urge him to tell me that he's talked to her. I can't help jealousy begin to bubble within me, I get off his lap and stand in front of him.

"Well, yes I have. I don't know how you could have guessed that but-"

"You said she had feelings for you. I didn't tell you so certainly she did." I answer his question, I want to leave but I decide I shouldn't be difficult right now.

He seems lost in thought.

"So, you think it isn't fair, what do you think I should I do?" I ask as politely as possible.

He seems confused. "Why are you accepting this so quickly?"

"I just am." I shrug off his shock.

"Well, you could try talking to her about what happened." He suggests, staring at me as if I grew another head.

"I'll try." I accept his offer quickly. I just didn't want him to see me as an immature girl, everything I do seemed to cause him stress.

"Omera, you're acting so...mature." He points out as he begins to write my pass.

"Shut up." I grab the pass once he's done and turn to leave.

"It was good while it lasted." He chuckles slightly, I turn around a stick my tongue out at him.

He seems happy though. That's all that matters to me.

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