“She’s at rehearsal tonight.” Like me, Hannah is also busy preparing for one of her final projects.
“A bunch of the hockey guys are at Malone’s for someone’s birthday. It’s one of Garrett’s friends,” I answer vaguely. “Who’s texting you? And please don’t say Sean.”
Megan glances over from the driver’s side. Him: A bunch of us r at Malone’s 2nite for Fitzy’s bday. I’ve been expecting another “I want to fuck you” from him all day, so it was only a matter time before it happened. I’m not surprised to see his name on my phone. I’m in the passenger seat of Megan’s car when Dean texts me. “Sure, why not? We’ve got twenty more minutes to kill until your mom gets here. “You’re going to help me with my homework?” “It’s time to figure out what you’re thankful for.” “All right, let’s stop wasting time.” I flip her little notebook to a fresh page. It was after we got the highest scores on the literary test.”Ī grin springs free. She ordered pizza for the whole class one time. Klein said to write a whole page about what I’m thankful for on this Thanksgiving.”ĭakota giggles. “Yup, you caught me.” I gesture to the pink spiral notebook in her lap.
“Are you sure? I swear I saw Katniss walking down the street the other day.” “They’re not real people,” she says frankly. Who do you think I should leave my fortune to in my will-the chick from the Hunger Games or the one from Divergent?” “I know, right? I should probably start planning my funeral.
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