Chapter Fifty-Nine

Why had Dean been sitting outside of her office? Even more worrisome to her, though, what had he overheard? She closed her eyes as she stood outside of her classroom and took a deep breath, trying to settle her nerves. Dean had simply smirked at her before he left, not even bothering to say a word as he walked out of her outer office. Scott tried to assure her that Dean more than likely heard nothing, but she wasn’t convinced. With the way Dean behaved most times, she wouldn’t put it past him to press his ear to the door, listening in on everything that Scott did to her on her desk.

Opening her eyes, she took another deep breath and opened the door to her final class of the day, bracing for Dean’s smirks and sarcastic quips. God, she hated that kid.

However, while he sat slumped in his chair for the entire hour grinning at her, he kept his mouth shut, even when she told him to put his phone away at the beginning of class. Of course, that didn’t keep her from being a