CORRIE

I nervously put my hair behind my ear, I looked to my side to see Emmette's who's eyes were already on me. I looked back at my tablet gripping tightly to the bezels. I cleared my throat, coughing and resumed the habitual of putting my hair behind my hair.

"Should I get you a hair clip?" Emmette's words caught me off guard. I had to make a pause to even understand what he meant.

"Huh?" I questioned startled.

"You're having trouble with your hair. Let's get you a hair clip." Emmette tilted his head towards the exit of the underground parking lot. I scoffed under my breath, though my...