5

This slap instantly silenced the speculation in the entire classroom. Zack's finger was still on the chat box, looking at me in disbelief. I wiped my hands, as if I had touched something dirty, and looked at him contemptuously: "Who do you think you are? You can't take care of your own woman and you come out to harm others."

I caught a glimpse of the boy with the headband, Ethan , who walked into the classroom on time and sat in front of me. I grabbed my schoolbag and sat in the empty seat next to him. He was stunned for a moment, and I whispered, "Help me, he's pestering me." He looked back at Zack , who had a sullen face, and turned to me and nodded, "My name is Ethan ." Before I could say anything, Zack suddenly slapped the table: "Lara!" He stood up and tried to come over, but the teacher had already entered the classroom. He had no choice but to sit down again, his eyes fiercely sweeping over Ethan. I suddenly felt sorry for this little boy. His help was equivalent to turning against Zack. It was really a loss just for two dollars of mineral water.

I sent him a message: "Excuse me, I'll treat you to a meal." He quickly replied: "It's a small matter, no need to be polite." But a few seconds later, he added: "Of course, if you really want to, I have no objection." I couldn't help laughing: "You are quite arrogant."

Just as we were smiling knowingly, I caught a glimpse of Zack in the back row from the corner of my eye. He seemed to want to eat me.