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I was learning that all those years in high school, there’d been a reason I worked. Other than needing money, and that was because I sucked at socializing. Literally. I’d felt Zeke watching me all night, so that was distraction number one. The other distractions: everything and everyone.
I mean, it was all good things.
I knew this wasn’t high school and a “mean girl” wasn’t going to come in and make fun of me. That wouldn’t happen with Aspen and Bren by my side, who I’d always liked in high school even though I didn’t get to know them that well. Well, Aspen. Bren, I knew her a little bit more. Bren was a protector. That’s how I thought of her, and when she and Aspen arrived at the party, they’d been trying to be casual, but also mixing in the questions between the normal convers
