Chapter 40

Chapter Thirty-Eight Want Pop? The following Monday, Noah greeted me with a kiss on my cheek in the morning. Luckily, I was late to class and the halls were empty so nobody saw. I didn't have a chance to yell at him because he had skipped off before I could even process what happened. At lunch, he was on the opposite end of the table and spent the whole time leaned back in his seat, looking at me with a smirk on his face. I spent the whole lunch avoiding his gaze which was difficult because I could practically feel holes being burnt into my skin like lasers. Most of the group was coming over to my place so instead, Ezra and I dipped and decided to waste time at the movies and mall and wherever else we felt like bumming around. Tuesday, about the same thing happened. I dodged his kiss by avoiding eye contact and keeping a few feet of distance between us. Ezra was sending the two of us odd looks, having picked up on the weird atmosphere around us