I was caught.
I was caught red handed gawking at their little exchange and I could feel my heart racing like a V8 engine.
Reaching into my bag for my car keys, I wrap my finger around the brass material and quickly unlock the door. The minute I fall into the seat, I slam the door closed and rest my head onto the sweltering steering wheel.
Get your shit together, Becca.
You don’t have time for distractions… And men are the absolute worst kind. Go to school, graduate and leave this place in the dust.
Stick to the plan.
I mentally repeat the words in my head like a prayer. When my heart began to beat at a normal pace again, I finally put the car into gear and leave this crappy first day of school behind me.