By the time I'm done packing, Kyle looks at me quizzically. His eyes moving from my face to the small travel bag around my shoulders.

"is that all you're taking with you? "

"yeah, so? " i lift a brow at him in question.

He shakes his head and mutters something i can't hear under his breath, grabs the bag and walks out ahead of me.

As we make our way out, i can hear the faint whispering of a woman's voice.

Kyle and i had spent most of our time talking and reminiscing on old memories that we lost track of time and now the people I've been trying to avoid are back.

Just great!

I'm not up for this right now. I don't want to pass anyone while i leave and most of all i want to avoid any unnecessary conversations and questions.

Either ways, i walk out and just like i thought, Brittany is on the phone by the door connecting the living room to the kitchen in a hushed conversation on the phone.

What's with this woman always whispering things over the phone?

I don't want to eavesdrop, but it's impossible to miss the simple words like, 'funds '  'shares '  'stealing '.

The last word catches my attention but i don't dwell on it too much because whatever they are talking about obviously concerning work.

I just recently learned that Andrew had single handedly given her almost half of his shares in his company branch here in Granville. And that's a lot.

As we get closer, i accidentally catch a sentence and i don't know what to make of it "i hope you aren't planning on crossing me Mr Jerome, you know exactly what i am capable of. "

I decide its probably nothing, even though the way she says it is quite louder and venomous, very different from the few times I've heard her speak before.

And just like she senses our presence behind her she stops in the middle of her conversation, excuses herself and ends the call. Turning to look at me she eyes my face suspiciously and then her eyes drop to the small travel bag, hanging by Kyle's shoulder.

"you're leaving ". It wasn't a question but a statement. The venom i heard in her tone earlier gone and replaced with something sweet and melodious to the ears.

"yes "

She doesn't ask any questions. If anything i think i see a hint of relief in her eyes. But then again, this woman is really good at hiding her emotions, judging by how plain and straight her expression remains every single time i see her.

Her eyes shift to Kyle who is standing beside me looking like he has just found his greatest desires in life. His eyes slowly trail from her makeup caked face to her petite frame tucked in the tight silver dress that hugs all her perfectly sculpted curves to perfection.

I'm not very sure, but i think i hear him whisper a shallow "damn " under his breath.

"you're the friend i suppose? " she smiles sweetly at him "Andrew talks a lot about you ".My brows raise in slight surprise and so does Kyle's. "about both of you " she corrects, not dropping her smile.

"he does now doesn't he? "Kyle says "what kinds of things then may i ask."

I cringe at my best friend's attempts at flirting. Brittany looks like she's about to say something but i grab Kyle's arm and quickly Interrupt.

"I'm sorry but Kyle and i have to leave now. It was nice talking to you Brittany. "

She smiles at me, flapping her really long lashes, her blue eyes dig deeply into my soul. "I'll let Andrew know you dropped by ".

I return her smile a bit forced and send Kyle a glare while pulling him out of the mansion that used to be my house.

"damn! "Kyle says aloud. A dreamy look on his face "you didn't tell me she's sexy ".

*******

Exams are around the corner. I've been so stressed with everything in general. Studying none stop for the past few weeks and absorbing more amount of peanuts than i usually do.

Andrew and Brittany are finally married and on their honeymoon somewhere in, i don't know...Italy. it was probably Brittany that decided the location considering Andrew is a man that travels a lot.

Kyle's been looking a bit gloom lately and whenever he looks at me, he has this unreadable emotion in his eyes. I keep wandering what is going on with him and when i try to pull it out, he deflects and pretends to be completely fine with that silly smirk of his.

Alice on the other hand has been looking fabulous. She always has a smile on her face and comes late every lunch break with her hair a mess. She probably thinks i didn't notice the time she forgot to button up her crop top and tied her hair up. She never ties her hair up.

The worst is having to tolerate an arrogant, hugely perverted play boy every day because unfortunately, each lesson with him is worth $100.

I have to admit though, the more time i spend with him, i begin to see the littlest sweet side of him that i was sure was completely gone. Even though he acts stupid and every word that comes out of his mouth is either something really rude or a sexual innuendo, i can't help but see the little brightness to him.

But i don't want to see it. If you had told me a year ago that I'll ever have to look Finn Morton eye to eye again and have him continuously strip or rub his knees with mine, i would have called you jobless specie with no aim in life. But the fact that it's actually happening leaves me rethinking my decisions. Especially knowing that he's screwing my best friend.

"can i ask you something?" i say dropping my pen after numerous attempts at trying to get him to pay attention, when all he does is try to touch me.

"what? " he looks up at me with his blue green eyes.

"why do you keep trying?"

"because lexa " he tries to get a hold of my hand but i pull away before he can even reach. "i still have feelings for you. I'm going to be honest with you, at first, you were just a distraction from the whole thing with my dad,- " that's right, I'm not the only one with daddy issues. Finn also has this constant fights with his dad and i never really knew why. The farthest thing i knew was that his parents are never always around, so they never had a good relationship to begin with. I think that's why we both clicked at the beginning. We were both suffering from ignorant parents. 

"-and i didn't even realize what i felt for you until you left me. " my head tells me one thing, but his eyes tell me another. He looks so sincere i almost believe him.

"you cheated on me Finn "

"i know "

"and you... " i trail of not wanting to remember the horrifying sene. But i don't need to say it out, he already understands what I'm talking about.

"i know " the expression on his face reads guilt and regret but i don't believe it. For all i know it could be an act, just like he pretended to love me a year ago.

"you're screwing my best friend Finn!" i glare at him and his expression still remains soft.

"not anymore. I ended it last night." a strained gasp escapes my lips.

Alice.

How is she taking this? I know how much she likes him. Hell she even wanted to change him.

What is even wrong with this guy? Does he think it's normal trying to get a girl you claim to have feelings for to want you back while sleeping with her best friend?

Angrily i shot my books and stuff them into my bag, pick up my untouched burger and fries take out with the rest of my stuff and stand, preparing to walk away.

"good bye Finn "

"wait... " he holds my wrist before i can get away.

We are currently in the park by the tree. His voice comes out a bit too loud but it doesn't affect the other elementary kids playing at the other side with a soccer ball or the old couple having picnic by our left.

I couldn't go over to his place because let's face it, this guy comes of with a chilly vibe that i don't want to dig any deeper into. And i couldn't take him to Kyle's either because only God knows what they might do to each other if they accidentally cross paths outside school.

The wind picks up, sending shivers down my skin that causes little goosebumps to rise up my arms. My hair blows widely in rhythm to the breeze.

"think about it, please. One more shot. That's all i ask " he says with pleading eyes and i don't even know what to make of it.

Without giving him an answer, i pull my hand away and walk home, making a mental note to call Alice and see how she's doing.