Bianca's POV
I sat up and buttoned up my shirt. Fitz was still lying next to me with his head propped up on his hands, smiling. I smirked at him.
"What?"
"Someone is wearing their I-just-got-laid face." I giggled and he stuck his tongue out at me, sitting up. I laughed at how childish he looked despite what we just did in the ravine.
"What time is it?" I checked my phone.
"11:32. We could probably make it back to school in time for lunch." He shook his head.
"I'd rather just eat here." I shrugged. I couldn't blame him. He wasn't exactly the favorite at Degrassi. It was almost sad how many people hated him, but he said he liked it better that way and that I should just leave it. The thing about knowing someone for so long is that you know when something bugs them. Fitz and I knew everything about each other. We were friends first, lovers second, so we always talked. Lately he was less talkative….
Fitz's POV
"I'd rather just eat here." I said, and she almost looked disappointed. The fuck did I do? I sighed and stood up, her quickly following suit. "Whatever. Degrassi's fine, I guess." She brightened up a bit. What the hell? I shrugged it off and walked back, her following behind. When we got to Degrassi the lunch period was 5 minutes in. We sat at the picnic benches with our lunches and I saw her looking around again. What the fuck is she looking for?
Bianca's POV
Where the hell was Adam? Doesn't he hang out with emo boy and saint Clare at lunch? They were nowhere in sight. Suddenly I caught a glance of his beanie among goth kid and goodie two shoes.
"I'll be right back." I said hurriedly.
"Okay…?" Fitz replied confused. I jumped up from the table and started walking over to the three sophomores.
