I yanked away from Luke and ran to Randy who looked ready to murder someone. "Randy Chill. He just helped me from falling. I slipped on a shirt and was about to fall if it weren't for Luke to catch me," I try to reason.

"Is that true?" Randy spoke aggressively.

Luke shrugged and kept his passive face. "Don't know and don't care. I have to go now," he said, smirking and left the room with the smirk still plastered on his face. I couldn't believe it. I was utterly confused.

Did he or did he not still love me?! I was determined to find out no matter what.

"Randy...