Noah:
We got into the car. It was dark. The parking lot was scanty except for a few students, couples who hung around the cars, talking and kissing.
“Can we hurry up?” Kimberly snapped, leaning back in her seat and folding her arms. She avoided my gaze, pouting like a little child. She tried to hide it, but she looked exhausted. Small bags under her eyes, the ways he blinked lazily, looking out of the window and being locked in a gaze for too long while her eyelids slowly drooped.
“You know that you can sleep a while if you want to,” I said. “There is no need to…”
“And who said I was sleepy?” She snapped her head around so fast that I jumped. “I have a freaking quiz tomorrow. I. Can’t. Sleep.” She snapped back to face the window. “You would understand if you weren’t such a jock.”
Jo
