Sinful Discovery

015

Chapter 15

"Are you going to read all that at once?" I ask Jamal, raising a brow as he brings a pile of books to our table at the library.

"Yup," he drops then and unzips his jacket. "The answers are never just in one textbook and you know it."

"You're an extreme nerd," I mumble shaking my head as I log on into the school's computer.

"I take that as a compliment." He sits. "What are you going to be doing?"

I look around us then lean closer to the table to whisper to Jamal. "Do you think I'll get away with playing a game on the system?"

Jamal's eyes widen a bit, "you? Game?"

I nod, "would be nice right?"

"Games are restricted here and since when do you play games in the library?"

I want to burst out laughing but I'd drag attention to myself so I cover my mouth with a palm and laugh into it. "I know it's restricted but that's so like what Sky would do if he were here."

"Sky?"

I absentmindedly nod, reaching into my bag to get a note. "Yeah, I think he's going be more of a kombat guy gamer or even football."

"Oh really?"

"Mmhm and he doesn't look like someone who'd be a sore loser," I shrug, a small smile on my face. "He's too chill for that."

"I had no idea."

I flip my note open, "you have no idea about everything concerning Sky. No one does."

"And you do?"

"Please be quiet," the library attendant warns as he walks by.

I wait until he's at a distance before I answer Mal. "I'm getting to."

"I can see that."

It's now I look at Jamal and the way his eyes are on me makes me shrug with warmer cheeks. "I— I have actual work to do though. History."

"Uh-huh."

"What?"

"Nothing," he raises his hands up. "I said nothing."

"Do you work please," I hide my face behind the computer.

"Sky is becoming quite a friend," Jamal says but I ignore him completely.

My phone vibrates harshly on the table, startling Mal and I. I quickly take it off the table before the attendant notices it. It's a text from Sky and I don't know why but I hide my phone under the table before opening it.

Meet up after school?

"Who is it?" Jamal asks, craning his neck in attempt to see my phone.

"Mind your business." I start typing out a yes and asking what we'd be doing.

"Is it Sky?"

"Mal."

"If it's him, why don't we all hang out together at my place?"

"What?" I look up, pausing from writing.

"Boys time at my house," Jamal shrugs. "A friend of yours is a friend of mine, right?"

"I thought you don't like Sky?"

"Hey I never ever said that. I just listed out what I know about him to you so you'd know what you're getting into because your head is usually so far up your ass," I glare at him but he ignores me and goes on. "But apparently he's your kind of friend now and I don't want to be left out. Unless of course he's your little secret—"