Mari's POV
"No,"
My lips pouted the moment I heard Z's answer. This was the first time he said no to me and I'm not liking it.
"Why?" I started whining. He was sitting in one of the benches where we usually hang out. Y was smirking from the other corner and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Stop smirking, you i***t," I pointed my hand at him before turning my attention back to my best friend. He was on his phone, his legs parted and I lean a little to see what he was looking at.
Is he texting his girlfriend?
Much to my dismay, he moved back a little, hiding whatever he was checking out on his phone. This made me pout even more.
"Really?" I asked, appalled. He just looked at me and shrugged his shoulders. He just stared at me, his eyes not even wavering no matter how much I pout m
