33. Nothing stays forever.

TASHA

The rest of morning classes flash by in a blur, with Jennie feeding me bits by bits of information about Miss Paxton's class that I missed, and constantly pulling my eyes and mind off Nate, who obviously has not glanced my way. Not even once. He looks so lost and distressed that even our history teacher had to call his attention back a couple times during history class. I feel so bad, and I hate myself that I made him that way.

During lunch break, I borrow Jennie's Geography notebook and decide to skip lunch, not having the appetite to even eat. The library will be mostly empty by now, and it will offer me a safe haven. I can update my note there and distract myself from all the noise and tiny whispers. But most of all, it will help me avoid the pain of sitting with Nate on the same table, enduring his possible stabbing silence towards me and pretending like nothing happened.

I do not think I can bear it.

I shut my locker after grabbing my geography notebook and make my way ups