#Chapter15 Master Plan

I scrambled into the cafe, dropping down the numerous books I carried onto the table.

"Woah," Michelle mused, looking up at me. "Someone's got a lot of work."

"I hate chemistry," I gritted out tiredly, plopping down into the booth beside Wes, with Michelle and Chris sitting across from us. "Sorry. I am late? Class ran a little longer than it was supposed to."

Chris shook his head, "You're all good. We've just been chilling."

"Here," Wes pushed the coffee in front of him towards me. "Looks like you need it more than me."

I looked at him in awe. "My prince charming. You sure?"

Wes nodded,...