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Cassie looked at her best friend, who was studying on the futon, her laptop and textbook open in front of her. “Kaysh, I’m like 90 percent sure air horns are not allowed.”
Acacia raised her eyebrows, unimpressed.
“Surely your family’s coming, though, right?” Parker asked Acacia.
“My parents are going to a wedding that weekend, and Emerson can’t afford it.”
It was fine, obviously, that they couldn’t come. Cassie had never even asked them. When they had asked about graduation weekend so they could plan their schedule, she’d asked why. She hadn’t expected them to come, so it didn’t matter that they couldn’t. It would’ve been fun, sure, but no big deal.
“You’re absolutely walking, though,” Acacia was still talking. “Becausewe’restill gonna come.”
Cassie scowled. “You’re really gonna make me put on that stupid gown just to walk across a stage and get handed something that doesn’t even have my diploma in it because I won’t officially have passed all my classes yet?”
“Yeah. You’re gonna put on the gown, and take pictures, and deal with us making a goddamn fuss about you because graduating from college is a big fucking deal.”
Cassie could acknowledge that, if she thought about it rationally.Objectively. It just felt weird, celebrating something that was only step one in her plan. Couldn’t go to grad school if you didn’t graduate college first.
Grad school. That was how she’d been thinking about it lately, instead ofCaltech. She’dalwayscalled it Caltech. Fake it till you make it or speaking it into existence or something. She’d just… never thought she’d go anywhere else.
Now, though, she had acceptance letters from every school she’d applied to. Caltech’s came in last week. She still hadn’t told anyone.
She didn’t have to tell Caltech yes until August. It felt… safer, maybe? To wait. She didn’t know what her job was going to be like over the summer. What if she realized what she wanted her specialty to be, and Caltech wasn’t the best for it?
“Can’t we just, like, get brunch and go bouldering or something?” Cassie didn’t even like bouldering that much, but she had to tempt Acacia with something.
“We can do those thingsandyou can walk.”
“Okay, whatever, we can fight about this later,” Parker cut in. “I was just asking because my mom was wondering when we were arriving.”
Cassie squinted at her. “What?”
“Is neurobio your last exam? Are you done Tuesday?”
“Yes,” she dragged out the word, not sure what Parker was plotting.
“I don’t finish until Wednesday. You wanna leave Friday?”
“What?”
Parker sighed like Cassie was being insufferable. “When do you want to drive to Nashua? We can do it in a day. It’ll be long, but we could make it by dinner.”
“No offense, princess, but what the hell are you talking about? Driving to Nashua?”
“Do you have another way you want to get there?”
“I didn’t know I was going.”
Parker rolled her eyes. “What—you thought you’d fly to Boston and set up your apartment by yourself?”
Well. Yeah. That was one of the many things Cassie was supposed to be doing instead of lying on the floor. She had an alert set for ticket prices. She figured she would have to empty her pockets for a plane ticket, plus luggage fees, packing everything she owned.
“That’s what I thought.” Parker smirked, not unkindly. “So, you wanna leave Friday? Give ourselves Thursday to get through our hangovers?”
A month and a half ago, Parker was barely speaking to her. Cassie still didn’t understand exactly what had happened, but she was so glad they were friends again.
“You really think you can survive with me in an enclosed space for, what? Nine hours?”
“Ten,” Parker said matter-of-factly. “And yeah, I’ll manage.”
