Chapter 24

Reilley's POV It's a boring Saturday. Nothing happened except from the fact that all I did was stare at nowhere and enjoy my free time. To be frank, it's something I do appreciate sometimes. Having a place all by myself and keeping all my thoughts away. It feels like I'm on a different place that no one can find. It's my little secret, but not anymore. You guys are reading my story. "Harold?" I called. He turned his head to look at me. I'm not expecting him to see here in the Coffee shop. I guess he really likes coffee. "Oh, hello there Reilley. What brings you here?" he asked. I smiled and occupied the vacant seat on his table. One thing I like about Felona High is that they treat their workers kindly. They enjoy weekends too just like us. Their works are lessened during these times. "Well, a cup of cold coffee is calling me," I said in a funky manner. He pursed his lips and chuckled. I look at his cup. "Black coffee again? It's like 33°C outside and you're drinking hot coffee." "What