Chapter 51 - "What - How - Who - My Virgin Eyes!"-01

"Oh, C'mon! It's my house that's drowned, and you're having a long face?"

"It's...It's nothing," I turn away from her, shouldering my bag tighter, quickening my pace.

"Micajah, What's the matter?" I can feel her tugging at a belt hanging from my bag, trying to turn me to face her.

"Please, Nicole. I'm not in the mood," I sigh and walk faster, implying that I don't want to be in anyone's company right now. She picks up my sullen mood and doesn't say anything, thankfully leaving me alone.

What can I say to her anyway?

That Seneca threw me against a wall and kissed me all over, before leaving me all of a sudden, and is now giving me the cold-shoulder?

Yeah, not gonna happen.

I pass the open doors of Mr. Devon's AP Maths classroom before I could think twice about it. Only then I realize that I've entered into uncharted territory, where I'm all alone.