I couldn't help but smile at his idiocy and decided to let Sana know what her brother had just tried on me

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I couldn't help but smile at his idiocy and decided to let Sana know what her brother had just tried on me.

I couldn't help but smile at his idiocy and decided to let Sana know what her brother had just tried on me

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I laughed at her answer and Jonas threw me a confused look. With one movement, I locked my phone and stuck it into the back pocket of my jeans.

"Sana's reply." I explained myself to him and pulled my coat back into place.

We had reached the school by now and Jonas locked his bike near the fence before we entered the yard for the second time today.
Noora and Sana were sitting on our usual bench by the bushes and waved at us.

"Where are you guys coming from?" Noora pulled her perfectly lipstick stained lips into a smirk.

"We went to grab something to eat and drink after school." I answered and glanced at Jonas. Him already smiling down at me caught me off guard, and I quick averted my eyes back onto my other two friends.

Noora nodded. "Same here." She made a gesture towards Sana who was looking down at her phone.

Her eyes slowly lifted from the screen. "So my brother hit you up again?" She tried to hold in her laughter but I could see the corners of her mouth twitching.

"Stop." I said and groaned. "He's horrible."

Jonas' eyes jumped between the two of us and I noticed his interest perking up at the mention of Elias.

"I think he's adopted." Sana stated and creased her forehead. "His style of flirting is unacceptable."

Noora laughed at that and I rolled my eyes. "He's just joking." I glanced at my phone screen for a second. "We should get going, guys. Otherwise Vilde will have a nervous breakdown, wondering where we are."

They agreed with me and our little group of four walked towards the school entrance.

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