Chapter 22

Elina

I spot Cassie in the back, but no Xavier. A little disappointed, I head over to join Cassie.

“Where’s Iris?” I plop beside Cass, who has her head in a book.

“Meeting Jackson in the supply closet.”

“We are not calling him Jackson. That’s where I draw the line.” I scowl, almost sick. If I weren’t so hungry, the image of them kissing would have ruined my appetite.

“She’s happy you can’t help who you fall for.” I roll my eyes, sinking my teeth in my burger. Just then, Iris walks up to us with a big grin on her face.

“Hi, loves.”

“Hmmm, how long was your make-out sessin?” She grins as she sits beside me.

“It was awesome.” She reaches over and grabs a fry from my plate. I try to slap her hand but miss narrowly.

“Isn’t that nice? Stop eating my food; if he’s banging you, the least he can do is feed you.” I mumble, stuffing a burger in my mouth.

“Jealous much?”

“I’m not jealous—it’s weird. I miss s