HAZEL
“Hey you okay?” Trent bumps my arm, on my way out of psychology class. It’s one of the few classes we have together. “I heard about the fire at the frat house and everyone is talking about how you and Asher came so close to dying.”
“We’re fine.” I take a deep breath. “Asher currently has officials looking into the situation.”
“Of course he does. He’s capable like that.” He gets that longing look in his eyes and I honestly can’t deal with his boy-crush today.
“Look, if you’re about to swoon and talk about how great my boyfriend is, I suggest you don’t. I’m really not in the mood to listen to that crap today.”
“I wasn’t.” He throws an arm around my neck. “Would you relax? You’re so tense.”
“I’m sorry,” I sigh. Outside, it’s looking like it’s about to rain. “It’s just been a lot
