Tristan sat at his seat and pulled out his notes, trying to conceal his anxiety. He'd gone to the library earlier, but hadn't seen Blair. That didn't mean anything, and he was prepared to wait until after school to see if she was okay, but that wasn't worrying him. No, what worried him was the simple fact that first period was history.
"Morning, Tristan."
He looked up. "Oh. Good morning, Destiny."
She sat next to him with a smile. "I'm starting up a study group at my place. Wanna come?"
He looked at the notebook again. "Um, not sure. Who'll be there?"
"Well, I already asked Blair, and she agreed. I'm going to ask Jared later, and there're a few other students I want to talk to." She shrugged. "You're good at schoolwork. Having you there would really help everyone out."
"Um, I can't." Not until he knew what happened to Blair.
"Why not?"
"I have things to do."
She frowned. "Really? What kind of things?"
BBBRRRIIINNNGGG!!! Literally, saved by the bell.
Mr. Richards stood, immediately commanding their attention. Destiny prepared to take notes, a slight frown on her face. He had...refused. She hadn't foreseen his refusal. Now what should she do?
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