After the concert, we went to a fast-food restaurant to calm down before we went home.
I told neither Melanin nor Lexie about what happened earlier. It's not because I didn't want to, it's because my instincts tell me not to.
"Dani." Lauren looks at me worryingly.
"It's fine," I mumble and turn my head to look out the window.
Melanin sensed the tension in the air and immediately pulled us into a conversation.
"So...who has the highest grade point average at this table?"
Lexie laughed. "That's the best topic you could think of?" Lexie points at me. "You already know she does."
"I'm not good at making topics, I'm better at jumping into them." Melanin pouts as she sips her drink.
"You are," Lexie said.
Melanin throws her napkin at Lexie. "You aren't any better."
"Wha!" Lexie looked
