Four days until the Winter Formal was that suddenly—
everyone became an expert.
On fashion.
On dancing.
On relationships.
And unfortunately—
on Noah and Lily.
Monday morning arrived with far too much energy.
Lily had barely stepped through the front doors of Westwood High when she noticed something hanging on the student bulletin board.
A poster.
Large.
Handwritten.
Decorated with blue glitter.
She walked closer.
Then stopped.
It read:
WINTER FORMAL COUNTDOWN: 4 DAYS LEFT
Someone had added another line underneath.
AND YES, NOAH AND LILY ARE STILL GOING TOGETHER.
Lily closed her eyes.
"I would like to file a complaint."
Emily, standing beside her, tilted her head.
"Against whom?"
"Everyone."
A familiar voice spoke from behind them.
"That's fair."
Ryan.
Carrying a
