He looked away and cleared his throat. When he faced me again his business-only face was on.

"I have a deal," he proposed without beating around the bush.

I groaned. Not again. I still didn't have any idea what the deal with Evan was.

"Stop complaining. It's for your benefit," he said.

I gestured for him to continue.

He put his phone on the table at an equal distance between us. Oh how much I wanted to snatch it and delete that godforsaken video. The one when he pranked me into thinking that I was kidnapped. But I refrained from doing so because knowing him, he probably put a password before coming here.

"You can delete the video," he stated.

"What's the catch?" I asked instantly.

He smirked.

All he ever does is smirk!

"You know me too well Anderson," he said, impressed.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Yeah and I also know that you won't let me do it without getting anything in return. So tell me what do you want?" I asked.

"True," he said twirling his phone, one corner still touching the table.

"What is it?" I asked impatiently.

He looked at what I was reading and his eyes twinkled with mischief.

"You're such a nerd," he remarked.

"I am not!" I glared at him.

"Aww, is little Anderson offended?" he cooed.

I knew what he was doing. He was trying to change the topic. But I was too riled up to point that out.

I clenched the pen between my fingers.

Don't stab him. Don't stab him. Don't stab him.

He raised an eyebrow at that but spoke anyway.

"Nerdy little Anderson wants nothing less than an A," he teased. I must say he was very brave to push me considering the murderous look on my face.

"I am not nerdy, I just happen to be born smart," I retorted. "Unlike you," I added.

"I beg to differ," he said.

I was just going to give him a piece of my mind when he looked at his wrist watch.

"Time up! You can no longer enjoy my company," he announced.

"Please! Your company and enjoyment can never be used in the same sentence," I said rolling my eyes. He was so full of himself.

"Keep telling that yourself, Anderson. You know you love my company," he winked and my traitorous heart gave a flutter.

I scoffed.

"Keep dreaming Asher," I called after him as he went round a bookshelf.

One thing I could never stand was letting him have the last word.

****

"You're late. We were going to leave without you," Brooke said as I reached the parking lot.

"I was just two minutes late for Christ's sake!" I protested.

"Hop in," she said as she revved the engine. I hopped in the passenger side of her white Toyota. I looked at the back seat and two of the girls from cheerleading team were sitting there. I said hi to them. The rest must be going with Kelsey. We were already in our uniforms. It was blue with two golden stripes at the hem. These were our school colors.

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