"Can we talk about this, when we leave school," I said softly as Beatrice drew out her chair to seat.

"No one would hear us here!" Beatrice smirked as she tapped her hands on the table.

We sat at the far end of the canteen not where we normally seat but it was still a bit far from where Lucas, Jenny, and their crews always seat.

"I still don't feel comfortable," I said glancing around my gaze scrutinizing the whole canteen looking out for him.

"Sit down, Camilla!" Beatrice snickered as she threw a fried chip into her mouth.

I sighed and drew out the chair sitting on it, knowing...