11

It was safe to say that over the last few weeks Wes and I had become good friends. I would even consider calling him one of my best friends.

Nate and I were still stuck in the same spot. Some days he would be normal, greet me with a kiss and spend some time with me while we studied together or just hung out. Most days though, he was distant and a little mean. Every time I would try to have a serious conversation with him, he would dismiss me or get annoyed.

"I can no longer do this!" I groaned loudly, slamming my textbook shut and sliding it across the floor.

"Woah," Chris mused, staring at me with wide eyes that looked slightly frightened. "That's the first time I think I've seen you bail on studying."

I gave him a flat look. "It's been hours, my brain can not handle any more studying for tonight."

"That is exactly why I gave up hours ago," Michelle chuckled. She laid on her stomach on her bed, carelessly scrolling through her phone.

"You're right, we've been at this too long," Chris