It was lunchtime and Cassidy, and I sat at the back of the cafeteria next to one of the windows.
She was on her phone adding my number to her contacts, mutter to herself about something unknown.
I was looking down at my sandwich, potato chips, brownie, and apple juice when I hear Cassidy groan from across from me.
"Are you okay?" I ask as I unzip the sandwich bag that held my ham and cheese sandwich.
"Ugh no," Cassidy mutters shaking her head. "My cousin just messaged me and wanted me to come over to his after school, claiming his mom wanted to speak to me."
"Who is your cousin? Does he go here?"I asked biting my sandwich as she nods her head as she places we phone face down on the table and taking a bite out of her burger from the school lunch.
"His name is Tyson Bradford. He's from
