Trevor was down the hallway when someone reached out and tugged him into the narrow passage leading to the boy's restroom.
He was pushed up roughly against the wall, " Tell me it's not true" Williams breathed into his ears.
In a normal situation, Trevor could have shivered with the way their bodies were touching, but Williams' livid expression pushed away all romantic imagination.
"What are you talking about?" He was confused.
"Don't make a fool of me, Trevor! Your sister, how many mates does she have?" He asked furiously, eyes staring straight into Trevor's like a flaming sword.
Trevor was so shocked his mouth dropped, had Williams figured it out already? But how? Had he somehow put two and two together after his odd question last night?
But Trevor was snapped back to reality when he recalled it was his sister they were talking here.
