Chapter 7

(Reagan's POV)

I heaved a big relieved sigh as the final bell rang, letting us know school was over for the day. I stuffed my books in my backpack and stood up, walking out of the room, ready to head out of this hell hole.

Walking on a snail place, my mind drifted to Derek. He acted rather strange and aloof when he had taken me out for lunch. It was a sweet gesture but, the sudden change of his body language was unnerving. What had me baffled though was that it happened after he met Bryson. Especially the part where they shook their hands, and the way they stared at each other was as though they were having an internal conversation. I thought I knew what was there to know about Derek, since I had lived with him for two years, but I couldn't help but think he was withholding something from me.

Not bothering to stop by my locker, I exited school and went straight to the parking lot. My mood had abruptly changed from brooding to irritation, as I saw Ciara and Bryson leaning casually at