I was just about to grab my things and leave when suddenly, I heard my name—or rather, a chorus of voices calling out to me.
Before I could make a break for it, Christian and Rex swiftly stepped forward, blocking the door with determined expressions.
"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Please! You've got to help us! I don't know the answer to this!" Rex pleaded, almost shoving his notebook into my face.
"I have something to do—" I started to say, trying to brush past them, but they were persistent. They gradually cornered me, making it clear I had no choice but to sit down with them.
With no other choice, I sighed and sat down. "Okay! Fine! Give me your notes!"
Christian was about to hand me his notes, but Rex shoved him aside with a playful nudge. "Hey!" Christian complained, looking annoyed.
"I still have somewhere else to go!" Rex insisted, but before he could hand me his notes, Whitney had already stepped forward, handing me her notes.
