CHAPTER 6
THE WIND WHIPPED AND howled around them when they emerged on a side street in back of the Opera House. Reuben stood a little in front and shielded Kennedy from the biting wind.
“That was so fun.”
If Kennedy knew Reuben, he wouldn’t stop gushing about the show until next semester.
He let out a contented sigh. “Ready for pizza?”
They made their way to the T station. Kennedy just wanted to get out of the cold. Loathing and humiliation clashed together in her gut. When would she stop acting like such a baby? Maybe she really was coming down with something.
Reuben hummed a little tune from The Nutcracker as they waited for the T, and Kennedy wondered what her friends from high school would say if they saw her today. At the All American Girls School in Yanji, she earned a reputat
