Jake

Isobel POV

Getting to class, I make my way to sit where I'd expected to see Katrina's or her bag but saw none.

Taking my seat, with the thought that Katrina will be back soon.

Perhaps, she comes late to school today because of one thing or the other.

"You are here! Finally!"

I flinch, letting out a squeak on hearing a familiar voice swirl past my ear, and a body falls freely down on the sit beside me.

"Why are you freaking out? Did you already forget my voice just because you went on hiatus for a month?"

I look sideways to see Becca with a pout on her face, folding her arms beneath her boobs, and looking like a kid sulking for candy.

I sigh, slowly raising my hand to my chest.

It's not like I forget her voice, she just appeared too suddenly and that got my heart in my throat.

I look around the class, in case, I might have missed the chance of Katrina being in the crowd.

Maybe, she'd wanted to give me space by something somewhere but beside me.

"No one is going to harm you" Becca whisp