Fake Dating My Highschool Bully
Anna huffed, rolled her eyes, and looked away.
I nodded, giving a little shrug, and he grinned.
“Girl, you bagged a hottie. Love that for you,” he said before standing up. I raised a brow, watching as he walked to his desk.
“I’m Jeremiah, but you can call me Jerry,” he chuckled before putting both his hands under his chin. “I’m gay in case you’re wondering.” He rolled his eyes, and my lips tugged up slightly.
That was a little too obvious.
“You can move your desk closer to mine. Those bitches aren’t friendly,” he said, and I turned to see Isabel still staring at me while Anna had her seat turned around, facing the window.