Well, that went well.
"What… was that all about?"
"Congratulations on your new rank, Vic."
The familiar voices belonged to Alexander and Chelsea, who I ran into after Macho Derrick finally dismissed class following my little performance.
The white-haired Alexander was still hung up on what happened at the end, while Chelsea, like any good friend, was just glad for my success.
"Thank you, Chelsea." I turned to her smugly, blatantly ignoring Alex's existence like he was less than air.
Chelsea flashed me a thumbs up, her deadpan expression unchanging. Meanwhile, Alex facepalmed right next to me.
"Are you seriously going to pretend that didn't happen?" Alex whined, dripping concern like a bitch.
"I don't know. What happened?" I shrugged, spinning around on my heel.
"Speaking of which, one of you wanna grab lunch? Or, you know… go literally anywhere else that isn't here right now?"
