—Zoë Wesley—
That jerk! Why did he kiss me and asking me random things? But he felt sad when I scold at him. I just don't get the whole thing. I slammed the door of my room and dropped my bag on the floor and next dropping my body on the bed.
'Zoë, you okay?' Keynes asked knocking on the door.
'No! I need to be alone.'
'I heard that a guy kissed you at school. Should I kick his ass?' he opens the door and leans on the frame. I laugh and that makes me less intimidating.
'I don't know. I'm just a little tired.'
'So, who is this asshole?'
'I don't even know his name.' I roll over my bed kicking my shoes off.
'Tsk!' he shook his head.
'But the weird part is he called me mate.' I told him and closed my eyes. 'He must misunderstand it. I am nobody's mate.' I looked at his expression. It was lightened in some way. I sat up and scratched my head.
'I will just check our dinner.' He said hooking his thumb on the side.
