#Chapter11 Join Us

It was safe to say that over the last few weeks Wes and I had become good friends. I would even consider calling him one of my best friends.

Nate and I were still stuck in the same spot. Some days he would be normal, greet me with a kiss and spend some time with me while we studied together or just hung out. Most days though, he was distant and a little mean. Every time I would try to have a serious conversation with him, he would dismiss me or get annoyed.

"I can no longer do this!" I groaned loudly, slamming my textbook shut and...