I sat inside my car, digging into my backpack for my lip gloss. Finding it, I pulled down the visor mirror and put a fresh coat on my lips. I smiled at my reflection, even managing a wink. It was Monday and it was going to be another day of battling for Rohan's affections. I needed to look pretty when I see him again. Who knows? Maybe he'll finally give in and be my friend.
I started to laugh, bitterly if I might add. It would probably take a miracle now to even make him look at me. Dang, but I should have been more careful with what I said to him. I was just too upset, too impatient. And now, I hurt him.
Oh, God. If I were in his place I'd never want to see me again.
This was going to be even more difficult. But it didn't mean I was giving up though.
As I was thinking this, my passeng
