#Chapter124

-Cookies

I grab my backpack and swing it over my shoulder before exiting my fourth period class.

My mother texted me in the middle of class asking me if Aurelia was treating me well.

How do I even answer that?!

Yeah, especially when her head is in between my thighs.

Ugh.

Do they know how close she and I are?

"Hey, mini Wilder" Aurelia teases as I walk up to her

I look up at her face only to notice that she's watching me with amusement.

She's kidding, right?

"Ew, I hate that nickname" I voice my distaste as I scrunch up my nose

It makes me cringe and...