Clementine:
The way he looked at me so anxiously, I decided to help him instead of throwing a tantrum like he was. The moment I held his hand between mine, I noticed him suddenly taking a deep breath of relief. Just one touch, and he seemed like an entirely different person. His body relaxed, and even the frown on his brow disappeared.
"I didn’t pick him, okay? I was sent here as a punishment by the headmaster to stay with a completely different set of people and suffer because of my dad’s actions," I uttered, finally realizing myself why the headmaster thought sending me here would be a punishment.
"So you didn’t come here by choice?" he asked, and I shook my head. I also started laughing.
"I guess it sounds weird that I think spending time with Haiden is a punishment, but trust me, the headmaster just wanted to punish me for using the phone booth," I added, and his frown started to reappear again.
That’s when a little knock on the door started to bother us.
"Guys, open the door. It’s me," Haiden’s voice came from the other side. I tried to go, but Troy held my arms, forcing me back.
"Come back later. We’re talking," he responded to Haiden.
I gave Troy a look, but he gestured at me with his hand to let him deal with him.
"But why? What are you guys doing in there?" There was urgency in Haiden’s voice, and his knocking started to turn anxious too.
"Troy! He’ll create a whole mess with so many people out there if we don’t let him in," I hissed at Troy, trying to make him understand that not opening the door was making Haiden raise his voice.
Somebody would see him, and then the rumors would start. And I wanted to stay away from rumors. The big reason I was okay with my mates not taking me with them was that somehow their families would start a rumor, like they always do, and I would hate to hear all these things about myself.
"Well, then you tell him to stop making noise. He can’t act like a child. He does all these things and then gets away with it. Now he’s acting like a stubborn kid. And because of that, you want to open the door for him. But I guess today he’ll learn that he can’t get whatever he wants by acting ignorant and being loud," Troy hissed in one breath, making me snap my head back tiredly and slap my forehead.
I was so tired of them not focusing on the main issues and always making it about who had to spend more time with me.
"Then how about you two get inside, quarrel all you want, while I go out and call either Yorick or Ian to discuss the main matters with them. Huh? What do you say?" I asked Troy, finally getting annoyed.
I noticed how he started to calm down. This was the thing about these mates of mine, when I raised my voice, they started to lower theirs.
"Fine," he grunted, his fists clenched. "But when I’m leaving, I’m taking you with me," he hissed.
And I started to shake my head no.
"I came here making up a lie that I was missing my mate. And before you complain—" I instantly put my hand forward because I noticed he didn’t even like me hypothetically saying I was missing Haiden.

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