"Miranda? What are you doing here?" I arched my brow.
"I came over to invite you to my housewarming party tonight. I'm glad you are here, Connor. I'd like you to come too," she smiled.
"Oh, I don't know," Connor narrowed his eyes as if to assess the person in front of him.
"Please? It'd be amazing. You'll see some people from our high school. They'll love it if they see the coolest guy from our school," Miranda pouted.
What is this? A popularity contest?
"We'll be there," I said before he answered.
"Great. I'll see you guys soon!" With that, she ran back to her apartment.
"Why did you say yes? I had a feeling you didn't like her at all," Connor asked.
"You know what they say, keep your enemies closer," I shrugged.
"Oh yeah? Do you think she might steal the coolest guy in our schoo
