Ryder’s POV

“You didn’t come to study here, did you?” I asked as we munched on our fries and Chester suddenly choked on his soft drink in shocked.

“So you finally caught me, huh?” Ness replied with a smirk.

“Yeah! It wasn’t hard to deduce from your time table and frequent breaks that you are not here to at least study by choice,” I chuckled.

“You sure are good,” Ness praised and glanced back at her food.

“Out with it, sis,” Chester ...