(Atlas's pov.)
I am quiet as pull into the school parking lot. "You can go ahead. Your friends don't have to see us together." I cannot meet his eyes, because I know that this is what he wants. He reaches over; taking my hand in his, lifting my head up to meet his eyes.
"I don'tcare what they think. They will get the hell over it," I smile slightly, trying not to cry. He kisses my forehead,"lets go." I sling my bag over my shoulder and step out of my car. He walks over and takes my hand in his. "We can do this," I nod at him.
I ignore the whispers and stares as we walk into the school. He squeezes my hand. I hold on to him tighter and walk through the whispers and the stares.
James kisses me gently and walks away, I walk into the classroom, and I take my seat.
Author Notes: Last Part
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