Eighty two

Maxine's Point of View

Troy chuckled, "W-What?"

"Why?" Ferries right brow arched, "You don't want to? Fine by me," then she sat properly.

Angela laughed, "He rejected you, girl."

Ferries turned to Angela and I think she threw death glare at her, "You wanna die?"

Angela stopped laughing immediately, "I'll zip my mouth," she said then zipped her mouth jokingly.

"I'll go back to my class," I interrupted. I turned to Troy and asked him, "What about you, Troy?"

"Oh, I will walk you there," he answered and stood up. "Let's go?"

"Huh?" Ferries scoffed. "Why would you walk her? If someone catches you, they will get a wrong idea. Just go back to your class and we will walk Max to her room."

Troy looked at her and a smirk curved into his lips, "Why are you being over protective to Max, now? As far as I know, you were her bully."

"We're friends now," she crossed her arms over her chest and stood up. "What about you? Why do you need to walk her to her classroom?"