Chapter Ninety-Nine – Late Class
Aida’s POV
I should head to school, but somehow I found myself in a ice cream battle with Xander.
How did this guy rile me up to partake in this when classes were ongoing? Was this how I’d fail?
Still, my regrets weren’t great as I won the battle.
“I let you win.” He dared say.
I rose from the seat, looking smug. “Yeah, right.”
My hand reached for my bag and I hurried to the direction of my university. A part of me expected him to walk me, at least for being the reason I stayed late, but he didn’t.
He probably watched me leave then continued eating ice cream. It’s probably the relapse of the sadness he’d been trying to distract himself from.
Stan seemed like a reasonable person, despite being part of the gifted league member, so he must have impact
