HANNAH'S POV
The final school bell rang, cutting short the long lecture. I sighed in relief and stuffed my books into my backpack, zipping it up. Another day survived. I texted Daisy and Gabby quickly to remind them that I was going on the tour.
I carried my backpack over one shoulder and walked out of the classroom.
Eric waited for me just outside the classroom, leaning casually against the wall. His hair was tousled just enough to look effortlessly cool, and when he saw me, he smiled.
“Ready for the tour, Miss Tour Guide?” he asked, standing up straight.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” I said, trying to sound calm, though my heart was doing an annoying little flutter thing in my chest.
We set off down the hallway, and as we walked, he kept glancing at me, his eyes lingering a little too l
