"Chloe?" She turns to me.
"What's up?"
"Can you give me a ride home?" I ask tiredly.
She looks at me in shock. "Is everything alright?" She asks worriedly.
I nod. "Yeah, everything's fine. I'm just tired and I'm afraid I might sleep off in the bus."
"I can drop you off. C'mon let's go." We walk to her car and she drives me home.
"Did you have a fight with Nick?" She asks on the way.
"Why do you ask?" I ask her softly while looking outside the window.
"Well, I saw Nick after school and he looked cranky and dejected. He even snapped at Peter. While you're just here looking sad."
"Tired." I corrected her.
"Whatever. You can't tell me it's all a coincidence."
I don't reply her. Instead, I sigh and close my eyes.
I say my goodbyes to her and walk inside the house.
I couldn't get my mind off the fact that Nick thought me as a spoilt child.
