Chapter 13

He bent down and pretended to focus on what he was reading. But he couldn't help but sneak a peek at Mac. And every time he glanced at it, the eyes of the two of them always met.

He’s looking at her, too!

“Shit! Just a little, eh. ”

He was startled to hear Marcus' seemingly annoyed voice.

"It's your problem?"

It raises the holding iPhone. It played the famous Apple game Temple Run.

“` Sus. What is your high score? ”

"Twenty-five million."

Her eyes widened. Abby, who he knows is addicted to that game, only scores up to eighteen million. "You're not addicted to that, are you?"

It shrugged. "I just really like games like this."

"Especially in StarCraft."

He almost sighed as his infamous smirk increased.

"Of course." Answer it. He was even more surprised when it stood up. But what surprised him even more was when he sat in the chair next to him. Then he grabbed his free hand and put his iPhone on it. “Try this game. You will also be hooked. ”

He even hesitated to touch its iPhone. He knew he would love it. He was just afraid to break it. But it was his turn to get closer to Marcus. Will he still refuse? Hell no!

“Ay bwisit! The difficulty! ” he punched at the very beginning of the game his character died immediately.

He heard Marcus laugh. "When you turn around, this is how it should be."

There seemed to be a lot of voltage passing through his body when Marcus suddenly wrapped one of his arms around his body to hold his iPhone with both hands while he was still holding the iPhone.

In the distance some will think that it really seems to hug him and not be taught to play Temple Run.

Ohlalala. Heaven.

“See? It's that easy. ” It almost whispered in front of his ear which made hair grow on his neck.

And he knew that he would get a low score again in Temple Run because instead of listening to Marcus' teaching, he focused more on his strong arm wrapped around his waist.

Add to that the seeming distraction that comes from the heat of her body that she feels.

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"Are you coming home, Jo?"

From fixing the bag Joanne turned to the inquirer. It was her friend, Chad. He is a schoolmate and he also lives in the subdivision where he lives. Her sister and her older brother are in love so the two of them became close. She considered him her best guy friend.

He nodded. "Yup."

"Sweetheart. I have a soccer practice today. I can't take you home with me. ”

“` Sus! All right."

It tapped him lightly on the shoulder. “All right, be careful. Bye. ”

Smiling he waved it. When he lost sight of it, he made his way out of the school. There are only a few students. Past five na din kasi. The only ones who arrive are your evenings in class.