The week went by as well as the first one. Thursday rolled around and Marcos had mentioned that tonight we all needed to attend because he had something important to tell us.
We were sitting down for our last break before class started.
“What do you think he wants to talk about?” Mia asked.
“No idea. I haven’t been in the loop since they got back,” Liam said.
“Hey Aria,” we all turned to see a red haired freckled boy jogging over to us.
“Umm… hi”
“Hemmer,” Liam held out his hand.
They slapped hands and fist bumped.
“Oh yeah. You’re the guy from the party. Elijah right?”
“Yeah. Sorry about that,” he scratched the back of his head, “that party was wild. Especially when you punched out Alicia,” he made punching motions in the air.
“What’s up?” Liam asked.
“Could we talk?” He asked
