On my way back to school, I noticed Theo standing by the doors. He frowned upon my approach and I quickly realized that Vincent may not have been very subtle with dragging me away with him. Great.
“Why are you hanging out with Vince Charles?”
His last name was Charles? “He’s a friend,” I lied, biting my lip.
Theo’s green eyes narrowed. “Since when?”
“He just wanted to . . . vent about something personal,” I said, trying to keep as close to the truth as possible. Nobody seemed to know that Vincent had been in the same warehouse as me. Somehow, he’d managed to stay completely under the radar and I wasn’t about to put him on blast. “What’s the big deal?”
Theo crossed his arms over his chest and I frowned, noticing how much thicker he was becoming in his neck a
