-Molly’s POV-
During the rest of Becca and I's classes, I barely paid attention, which wasn't uncommon. I had always hated schoolwork and classes. But I loved the fact that I was able to sit next to Becca. I knew for a fact that she was paying attention and probably taking notes.
She was probably the only reason I had managed to get through high school with my grades.
Even if I had wanted to pay attention, I couldn't bring myself to stop thinking about my feelings for Scott. No matter how many times I tried to pretend I didn't love him, my mind AND heart teamed up to call me a liar.
By the time classes were over for the day, I was so jumpy and agitated that Becca couldn't help but call me out on it.
"You okay?" she asked as we walked to meet our rides.
"Yeah... just a lot of info thrown at us today," I played it off with a laugh. "Don't know how I'm gonna make it through the year!"
