QUINN
“Just what in the hell is he thinking?” Christy ranted. We sat in her room the morning after Stary High prom. Wild High had their prom on the same night, but Christy didn’t find out that I didn’t attend until she called me to get ready together. She was still upset. “Aubree tried to call him to see what was up, and he just said it wasn’t your thing!”
“It kind of isn’t….” I said quietly. I couldn’t tell her that I was relieved he hadn’t asked me to go. After the bonfire at Aubree’s, we didn’t talk about what happened. We continued like life was normal, or sort of normal. He still called and acted the part of my boyfriend, but I couldn’t find words much of the time. With everything involved with graduation and finals, we barely had time for each other anyway. Every time I thought abo
