Page 20 of Billionaires Don't Date Cheerleaders

“Well, I guess he’s in this one now,” I said.What a shame, right?I grabbed my bag from where it was on Hudson’s and sat down at the desk behind them. If I couldn’t sit next to Megan, I would at least make sure I had a front seat to everything going on between her and Hudson.

“We were just discussing the reasons Megan doesn’t like me,” Hudson said. “So far on the list is that I spilled coffee on her.”

“She does take her coffee very seriously,” I said. Megan glared at me, but I ignored her. She would thank me when they fell in love.

As Mrs. Kavinsky started the class, I pulled my phone out. I wasn’t expecting to see any texts, except maybe a few from some group chats. What I was definitely not expecting was a Twitter DM from the one and only Jude Turner.

Jude

My class is boring

Sloane

Classes usually are

Jude

Then it’s your job to entertain me

Sloane

How is that my job?

Jude

You’re my guide. You’re in charge of making sure I settle in well at school

Sloane

And I did so by walking you to your class

Jude

But my class is boring

Sloane

I think we’re going in circles here

Jude

Why can’t you be in all my classes

Sloane

If I was, I wouldn’t learn anything

You’d just be talking to me the whole time

Jude

It’s not like you’re learning anything now

Because you’re texting me

Sloane

And I’ll be sure to blame you when my report card comes in