My heart beats out of my chest as I race down the hall trying to find a way out of this mess. All of a sudden, the janitor appears with his cart full of cleaning supplies, my feet moving on its own unable to stop myself,

I crash into the cart, cleaning supplies flying everywhere. How will I ever get myself out of this mess now, when I already managed to grab my own shovel and dig deeper?

 "Oh shit."

I say sitting upright on the floor unaware that everybody was staring. I better get myself up and make a run for it before the principal can cat- 

before I could finish my thought I feel a tap on the shoulder. The principal.

"Oh shit is right miss jones, come with me." 

He demands cuttingly arms crossed against his chest.

Accepting my defeat, I try to pick myself up above the mess I made but manage to slip and fall on floor cleaner that spilled everywhere. I look around red and embarrassed, my cheeks burning hot. Everybody is staring. I probably deserved that. This is all Carter's fault if he hadn't brought me into the men's restroom in the first place.

Finally I pick myself up again, this time managing to keep my balance. I walk shamefully to the principal's office. 

As I enter the office and shut the door behind me with my head facing down looking at the floor I immediately stutter,

"I'm so sorry Mr kook it's all a misunder-"

He interrupts,

"Take a seat miss jones."

I nod without a word knowing nothing I say can excuse myself from what mess I just caused.

"Now miss jones I would expect better from you being the straight A student and all." 

He says stern as he perches his elbows on his desk, interlocking his fingers as they hover above his face making him look intimidating. 

"Yes sir." 

I nod, averting my eyes back onto the floor. 

"Would you care to explain why you were in the men's restroom and why in the world you would choose to make a run for it and not expect to get caught?" 

He questions with genuine uncertainty. 

Silence sits still in the room for a minute as I wallow in my shame trying to figure out a way to get out of this situation.

Finally I answer shamefully, 

"I'm sorry I must've walked into the wrong restroom, I was up studying so late I didn't get much sleep." 

"I see." 

he responds in a calm manner. 

Before he says anything else there's a knock on the office door. The principal quickly looks up, shifting his attention towards the door.

"Come on in." 

The principal responds to the knock.

I hear the door handle click as the person slowly pushes open the office door. I don't look back too embarrassed by everything that has happened up until now. 

"Hello." 

Says the person, it sounds like a male voice. His voice sounds quite familiar too. I look up, my eyes meet his. 

"Joshua?" 

I sputter as my heart drops to my stomach, it feels as if somebody tied a rope around my neck and was tightening it as I let his name slip out of my mouth. His name felt so familiar on my tongue. I need to throw up. I clench my fists. 

"Hi Amelia." 

Joshua replies in a soft tone. 

I don't reply, instead I just stare at him in silence knowing if I try to speak I'll choke up on my tears. 

"I assume you know each other?" The principal asks, breaking the silence.

"Yes. A long time ago." 

I respond, trying to keep my composure. 

"So you wouldn't have any trouble helping him catch up in class, you see he just recently transferred here from the school you transferred from as well and you being the top student and all I assumed it would be no problem catching him up so far, no?" 

He says scornfully, clearly not looking for an answer. 

"But-" 

Before I could finish he interrupts,

"I'm sure you wouldn't mind after all, I'm willing to overlook what just happened if you can do this one thing for me." 

He says almost threateningly. 

"Yes sir." 

I accept my fate knowing there's no way out of this. 

How could this day possibly get any worse? I'm stuck helping my ex boyfriend, my first love, and the worst part is HE is the one who broke up with me without an explanation. Why is he here? I don't think I could muster up the courage to face him after everything. I know he didn't transfer here for me but my world feels like it's being torn apart piece by piece.

"Good now please show mister Evan's to your second period class, I aligned both of your schedules so it would make it much easier for you to catch him up. Goodbye miss jones."

The principal announces, as he gets up from his chair to walk over to the office door, opening it allowing us to leave. 

We both make our way out of the office in silence not uttering a word to each other. It's best not to engage with him as much as I can. I avoid eye contact the whole way to the classroom. 

As I walk into biology I realize that Carter's eyes are burning the back of my head along with nessas. For a split second I make eye contact with Carter. Why does he look irritated? Before I could think of it any further I force myself to find a seat. Joshua follows like a lost puppy. He then takes a seat right next to mine.

"Okay class everyone open your textbooks to page 11." 

Mr Kent instructs the class. 

His words start growing distant as my mind replays all the embarrassing events of today. Suddenly I feel something hit the back of my shoulder. I look down to see a crumpled up piece of paper. I rush to unravel the Crumpled piece of paper. 

"After school, your place, tutoring." 

I read on the crumpled piece of paper in horrible handwriting. I look back to see Carter staring right at me moving his mouth slowly to form the words, 

"After school." 

As he gestures to the crumpled piece of paper in my hand. I try giving him a look back to signal I was not up for it, in response to my glare, he just stares at me with an unwavering look on his face. 

I turn back trying to get my focus back onto the teacher. As I turn my head to face the teacher I can feel Joshua staring at me.