I casually turn back around. Aubrey turns her head towards me. "He's coming this way!"

"He might just be passing by," I say hopefully with a shrug. Aubrey raises a mocking eyebrow. Mere seconds later I feel a presence behind me. I tense.

No, No. No!

I don't turn around. He's so close I can feel his body heat. He smells like cinnamon and freshly brewed coffee. I close my eyes and bask in his scent. A cough snaps me out of my trance. Aubrey's smirking at my reaction. It came from behind me. Slowly but cautiously I turn my body towards him. By now, the whole cafeteria had their eyes glued on us. Some even had their phones out. I drift my eyes towards him. He was waiting patiently and his lips were set in a hard line. All the emotion that I'd seen before were nowhere to be seen. His eyes were hard and hollow.

Knowing how stupid I must look I raise an eyebrow as if to ask, What the hell are you doing here?! I try to seem as calm as one can be in a situation like this. When he didn't respond right away I started panicking. Can't he just leave me alone...

Without responding he reaches into his jeans pocket and pulls out a card, one similar to the one he gave me this morning. He hands it to me and I take it without protesting. The faster we get this done, the faster things can go back to normal. I nod and look up. Anything else? I wanted to ask but kept my mouth shut. He shakes his head and I wonder if I said that out loud.

He turns around and stalks off to his usual table where all of his groupies were. Most of them were occupied to staring daggers at me. Rolling my eyes I turn back into my seat. Everyone at my table seemed curios as to what he gave me. Aubrey was leaning over with her head rested in between her hands with a raised eyebrow. Cal was fidgeting next to me and even Ryder seemed mildly curious. I opened my hand in which the card he gave me before rested.

I furrow my brows as I realized it's the exact same card he gave me earlier this morning. Then I notice a slip of paper in a slot in the card. I pull it out and open it. Before I get to read it a cough interrupts me.

"Well...?" Aubrey asks. Excitement was visible in her tone.

I stuff the note inside the pocket of my jeans and show them the card. "It's just his dad's business card. My mom probably contacted their company or something. She is looking for a better job" I lie with a straight face.

"Well then he should've just given it to her then."

"Maybe he just didn't want to go through all the trouble." I counter.

She shrugs and continues to dig into her food. I look down at my own tray suddenly losing my appetite. I gather my things and get up.

"I'm gonna head to the bathroom." I say

Aubrey seemingly occupied with Ryder just nods. I make a face. No matter how many times I see it, my best friend and Ryder sharing spit will never be something I'll get the hang off. Shaking my head I stalk off towards the exit.

Reaching the bathroom I hurriedly shut myself in one of the stalls. Stumbling with my fingers I pull out the now crumpled piece of paper. I smooth out the edges and now look at the neat cursive writing that's scribbled on it, which I assume to be Dante's.

Meet me at the back field after school. I'll go over the details for the job. The faster we get this done, the faster things will go back to normal. ;) -Dante

I frown as I read the note once more. His words seem to mock me. I'm pretty sure I didn't say that out loud. And he gave me this note right after. Confusion swirls inside of me. An unsettling feeling starts to form before I shake it off. I focus on his words.

After school?

A scowl forms on my face as I realize I'd have to come back after my spare. My hand freezes on the lock as I hear voices. Three sets of shoes click against the floor.

"What the hell was that!?" A girl screeches. Her high pith voice makes me wince as it penetrates my ears.

"I know. Who was that girl! I've never seen Dante talking to her before!" Girl number 2 speaks up.

My heart accelerates as I realize they were talking about me. So much for not drawing too much attention.

I waited a moment before I was sure I was alone, before stepping out of the confined stall. I look in the mirror and sigh. My eyes looked dull as if the life had been snuffed out of them, my hair was all over the place, mimicking my emotions. I wash my face and put on the most realistic smile I could offer. Smoothing down my hair I step out of the bathroom just as the bell signaling the end of break rings.

Trudging towards my next class, my eyes yet again feel heavy. I was usually tired today, even with the conspiring events, this was a little far fetched. I enter the classroom and set my head against the desk, slowly feeling my eyes drift to a close.