School stinks. RB says he only wants to play basketball. I don't blame him.
"How about skipping?" I suggested
"Ok but what about Clover?" he asks, making quotation marks with his hand
"Shut up." I reply. "I guess we can skip."
"All right, hold on." RB says while grabbing his phone.
He scrolled through Snapchat. Watching him scroll through Snapchat, I watched it over his shoulder.
Clover pops up soon after.
"Hey babe~" I read in horror
