C12 Twelve

"So, has he called you yet?" Courtney asks taking a bite of her apple. We're sitting at our table outside in the senior garden at lunchtime.

"He texted me saying that he's got nothing to apologise for, if that's what you mean," I scoff talking about the message Chase sent me on Saturday morning prompting me to ignore it because he's an idiot.

"You know I never liked him