I rolled my eyes. Michael knew it was impossible, but he didn't want to tell me.
"If you don't want to tell me, then don't." I walked past Michael to the cloakroom and started picking out clothes.
Michael leaned against the closet and looked at me. He wanted to see me change, but I wouldn't let him. I slammed the walk-in closet door in front of him.
"You better hurry up. You're going to be late for class," Michael said from outside.
I grabbed my phone and glanced at it. Oh my god! It was already 10:00. My class was at 10:30. No, why would Michael care about my class? I started to put on my shirt and jeans.
When I opened the closet door, Michael was standing in the doorway.
"I'll take you to class today," he said.
I looked at him suspiciously. Michael spread his hands and said, "You've lost my trust the last time you snuck out. I'll pick you up myself this time."
