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Chapter 92

"How did you know that?" Cassie mumbled and I shrugged.

Harry turned to me and I looked away embarrassed.

"Thanks for saving me from the evil teacher," he whispered and I just nodded.

The rest of the class is not bad but Emily continued asking questions to Harry and complaining every time he didn't answer, which was all the time. I found it very childish but maybe she's too upset about this breakup.

Once the class is over I have to go to the library. Cassie went to lunch and I walked to the opposite direction. I heard Emily calling my name and she is going to the library too.

"Honestly I hate boys so much but we can't live without them, don't you think?" Emily asked as we waited to return our books.

"I guess."

I could live without a boy, I did it without problems before Harry and now I'm not that bad.

"I'm sorry about your breakup but you will get over it, I know you will find someone else," I said and I hope that makes her feel better.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, I was getting tired of Harry, you know. He's different now and I can't understand why. He promised to wait for me and everything between us disappeared in weeks…what a big and fat liar."

I ignored her last words; it hurts to know that he liked Emily when he was with me. It was a lie, a lie in every single way. Emily never gave importance to the fact that Harry was with me when she was not here and probably because he never felt anything for me, I was never important to him.

"I wish I could steal his wardrobe again," she tried not to laugh. "You should have seen his face, he even asked clothes from his friends because everything was in that fucking closet," Emily chuckled and I half smiled.

"That was crazy," I commented and that was all I have to say about what she did.

"Yes, I know. He has a hamster that looks like a fat rat, Harry has always loved dogs but now this hamster appears out of nowhere and he is like obsessed. I like animals but I can't stand that hamster. I'm sure if I steal the hamster just to play with Harry he would freak out."

"That hamster is mine too," I snapped and I am completely impressed by what she said.

"What?" She lifted her eyebrows and her eyes pierced me.

"Sherlock, that hamster you called fat rat is mine. Harry bought it for me."

"He never told me that," Emily looked down at the book and when she looked up she seemed very upset. "That changes everything, don't you think?" She turned around and walked away from me.

I don't understand why she was pissed but Sherlock stays out of this. If Harry didn't tell that little detail is not my fault.

I returned my book and today I was going to help the librarian to put everything in its place. Marcel arrived just in time and we begin to help.

I grabbed some books that were part of the "physics" hallway and walked towards the hallway number 7. I stopped and my eyes immediately recognized Eric, he's talking to another guy. This corridor is not the most popular so I know why he is here.

The library is not the place for this.

I walked over to Eric and slapped his hand. White cigarettes fell to the ground and there was some green inside them.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Eric groaned and bent to pick up those joints.

I glared at his "client" and he didn't look so sure about this.