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Wondering what the hell I’ve just agreed to.
I finally follow him inside, taking my time changing out of my gym clothes. Having gym last period is the only upside to having gym at all.
I leave the locker room and head back toward the main building of the high school. I forgot to grab my history book earlier, and I need it to complete a worksheet due tomorrow.
The halls are bustling with activity, everyone buoyed by the sense of freedom that the final bell provides. Caleb is standing at the end of the hall, talking with a group that includes some of his baseball teammates. Madison and a couple of her friends are also included. I avert my gaze as I pass them and continue to my locker.
“You free tonight?”
I grab my History book and shut the locker door. Ryan is standing in front of me, one corner of his mouth turned up as he studies me. The genuine interest on his face unsettles me. He hasn’t spoken to me since his last visit to my locker, and I was hoping it was a one-time thing. “No.”
“Tomorrow night?”
I sigh. “Ryan, I told you it’s not going to happen.”
He tilts his head. “You know, you’re the last girl I thought would go for Winters. I thought you hated all the elitist bullshit.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re not into Winters?”
“Ryan. We never dated. We’re not friends. I don’t know why you’d—”
Ryan looks past me. “Hey, Winters.”
“James.”
I straighten, automatically, as soon as I hear Caleb’s voice.
Ryan glances at me. “Guess that’s my answer. See you later, Lennon.”
“What was that about?” Caleb asks, as soon as Ryan is gone.
I shove the History textbook in my backpack before meeting his gaze. “He asked me out.”
“What did you say?” The words are flat, like he’s purposefully hiding any inflection.
“No.” I fiddle with the strap of my backpack. “What do you want? Change your mind about helping me already?”
I make the mistake of looking past Caleb after asking that question. Everyone he was standing with earlier is staring at us.
“I didn’t change my mind.”
“So…what’s up?”
“I wanted to give you this.” Caleb hands me a few sheets of paper, stapled together neatly.
“What is it?” I ask as I take the packet from him.
“Our English outline. I included everything we discussed during our sleepover.”
I cast him alookfor that reminder, but my irritation fades after I flip through the first couple of pages. It’s more than an outline. He’s basically written our entire paper in bullet point format. “You didn’t have to do all this, Caleb.”
He shrugs. “It didn’t take me long.”
I’m pretty sure that’s a lie, but I’m distracted by Madison walking past with a couple of friends. She sends me a spiteful look even more venomous than usual. I’m guessing it has a lot to do with the guy who’s standing a foot away from me.
Caleb follows my gaze. “We used to be friends, you know,” I tell him, for some unknown reason.
