Chase's POV
When my mom left, I turned around to face Taylor but my furrowed brows becomes knitted when I realized that he isn't on my side anymore. He's not around.
I went upstairs to find him and saw that he is unpacking his things in the guestroom. He place his folded clothes on his bed. I knocked at his door that was open so that he won't be startled if I suddenly speak.
He heard me knock and he just took a glance at me and returned his attention to his luggage. I entered the room and I sat on his bed.
"Why did you do that?" I ask.
"Do what?"
"You told my mom that I'm the student of the year. Why?" I want some explanation.
"Because you didn't tell her so I guess I should. Is that wrong?" He responds in a calm way. His tone isn't sarcastic or wants a fight.
"Yes, it's wro
