Chapter 12
Elliot's POV
He kissed me!
That narcissistic bastard stole my first kiss!
Okay. That's shouldn't be a big deal. I'm a man. I can kiss and get kissed. But him???!!!
"ARGH!!!"
"Are you screaming because you're broke and couldn't tag along on the trip?" Caleb stood in front of me by the counter inside Fuzzy Paws. It's evening already.
I squinted and took the glass of pineapple juice he got for me, gulped half a glass and huffed in irritation. My nostrils are gonna expand because of that arsehole. "I don't care about that trip. Tsk. It's freaking expensive."
Caleb sighed heavily and slumped his face on his palms, elbows propped on the counter. "I know it is. But I wish I could go. It's Paris freaking France they're going to!"
"Exactly! Why would students go to such extra
