Sierra's POV
I climbed into the front seat of Aaron's truck, while Aubrey and Jeremy clammered into the back. Brooklyn was pacing with anxiety at the thought of showing herself to two humans she had just met. I always forgot she came to me the day after graduation, so she never got the chance to meet them.
"It's gonna be alright," I said, trying to ease her worry.
"That's easy for you to say, you're not the one they're about to be terrified of."
"It's just as much me as it is you, and I have a feeling they're going to be more accepting than you think."
"Sierra," Aaron interrupted.
"What?"
"They're talking to you."
"Oh, fu*k." Pulling myself out of my own conversation, I focused on my two friends in the back seat.
"How long have the two of you been together?" Aubrey asked.
