Chapter 5

WILLOWS POV

During the day I found myself not being able to focus on my work. It is kinda hard to focus on your script when an incredibly hot guy like Blake is sitting right next to you. Robbie was looking at me the whole day like he wanted to say something, but he never did. Why should he deserve to speak to me after he humiliated me like that?

Blake offered to take me to lunch with his friends. " We'll have to make sure that Robbie does not see us, or he'll suspect I'm dating you." Blake said. I giggled as we walked into… The men's room! Arg, not again! We saw some dudes staring at us. One was obviously a Emo dude. He had black hair and some band that's name was kinda weird. Next there was a guy who looked exactly like Blake. And then there was a guy who looked like Ron Weasley.

" Ah, is this your new girlfriend?" The Ron Weasley guy asked, And Blake blushed." Shut up, Mark." He muttered. The guy who's name was Mark went up to me." Let us show you how we escape school."

That way ended up with me scraped on the knees 3 times." Next time you go out a window, be more careful." Mark said to me." Good tip." I sneered, and Blake was trying not to burst out laughing. Then Mark walked us to a shiny white car, and we piled in.

We ended up going to Nozu, and It tasted delicious. I decided to check my phone. Wait. I had 8 texts! Let's see what they said. They said( in order from first sent to last sent):

FROM TORI

Hey. Robbie wants to know why you're not here.

FROM ROBBIE

Willow! Where are you? I have been looking for you.

FROM BECK

Willow, please answer. We need to know you're okay.

FROM TORI:

Willow! If you're okay, please tell us. It's time for class, we haven't seen you for almost an hour, and Robbie is going bonkers!

FROM CAT:

Heloooooo? Willowwww?

FROM ROBBIE:

Answer me, Willow! You missed class! I'm now sure I'm supposed to be worried, you never miss class!

FROM CAT:

Pleeeeze answer!

FROM BECK:

Willow, If you are okay, please let Robbie know. He's really worried. He's been whispering your name and pacing for the past half hour. Even Sikowitz agreed this was bad, and he let us out of class so we could comfort Robbie. I'm not asking you to reply to all of us. Just please, answer Robbie.

I have to answer. For Robbie. I made it a group text. I texted to Tori, Robbie, Beck and Cat:

Guys, don't worry. I'm okay. I just went out with some friends and we lost track of time. I'm so sorry I worried you.

I then sat back and relaxed. I would worry about my brother later.