We're all scared of the future

Math class. It gives me anxiety. But it's a requirement. When am I going to need to find x in the real world? Let me tell you this, I hate all my exes. I took my seat and that Tanner kid walked in. 

"Lovely to see you, Mr. Luner." The teacher said sarcastically. 

I have never seen him in this class. I can't believe he's in my math class. Since when??? He took a seat behind me. The teacher started her lesson, but I couldn't to ask Tanner what happened to his face. It's all bloody and bruised. 

I turned around, "what happened to you?"

"Oh good morning Tanner, how are you? Thanks Mara, I'm good." Tanner smirked. 

"How do you know my name."

"Everyone knows Ms. Mara Wince. Smartest chick in school." 

"Whatever, just tell me what happened." 

His smile grew, "meet me in the school parking lot around 11, if you're really curious." 

I just looked at him, then turned around. I wrote, 11pm, school parking lot in my notebook. Is it weird that I'm kind of excited? All I have to do is sneak out and I'm sure Jake won't mind covering for me. He does owe me, I did his homework for the past 2 days. 

Class and school was over. I promised Kate I would watch her track practice and then we could go home together. I was at my locker and Tanner walked by, winked at me. I think I blushed a little, which was weird. 

I grabbed my bag and went to the bleachers, where I watched Kate. I love watching track, there's something calming about it. But I couldn't stop thinking about Tanner. What happened that made him quit the track team? I guess I'll find out later tonight. 

Track practice was over and Kate drove me home. I didn't tell her about Tanner, she would just give me a lecture. Honestly not for that. She dropped me off and I went straight to Jake's room. I knocked on his door and he answered. 

"What're you doing tonight?"

"Going over to Mallory's. Why what's up?"

"I need a ride to the school's parking lot. No questions asked."

He sighed, "fine, Mallory's little brother is in your grade. I'll say you guys have a project to work on." 

I smiled and hugged him. For some reason my parents let Jake do whatever he wants. So, when he goes to Mallory's at 11pm, no questions. Her little brother, Frankie is a strange guy. He's always wearing sunglasses and he isn't even blind. Maybe he's constantly high, who knows. He just never takes them off. He's tall with short, styled brown hair. He's richer than my parents, he's richer than literally everyone. Or at least his family is.