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30...
Whole...
Minutes...
30 whole minutes, and Jake still isn't here. School's about to start...
"Drew? Is Jake not coming to school today, or...?" Liam says.
"Yeah. Have you texted him? It's not like him to be this late." Henry comments soon after.
"I've texted him multiple times, but he hasn't responded to any of them. I'm getting tired of this, lets just go inside." I say.
As we're walking to the entrance of Rosemeadow High, I see a familiar face.
It's Sean. He's a member of that weird music freak club. Wait. Why am I even talking about him in the first place? After that outburst Zander had, I haven't really talked or thought about their stupid club. And to be honest, I don't want to. I could care less about Jake spending way too much time with them, or the entire club being annoying. All I want to do is get this day over with and go home, but I can't help but keep staring at Sean. Even though I know little to nothing about him, I do know that he's never this late to school. He always seems to have impeccable timing. That's probably why I barely see him. That, and the fact that he's in the year above.
As I look at Sean enter the building, I get slightly confused. One, because I don't know why I care in the first place, and second, because I feel like I should be more concerned about Jake. But I'm not. To be honest, I'm sort of mad at Jake. I feel like he's been spending WAY too much time with those music freaks.
As I look away from the entrance of the school, Jake runs up to me, Liam and Henry.
"I'm so sorry you guys! I woke up late, then I had to-" Jake says.
"It's fine. Let's just go." I replied.
I can feel the guy's eyes drilling a hole in my back after I snapped at Jake. I don't even have to turn around and look at them to know that confusion is written across their faces as we walk up the steps of Rosemeadow High. Honestly... I could care less how they feel about it.