AXEL
The closing bell comes as a relief for what has been an exhausting day—made worse by Ivy's gaze trailing me all afternoon. True to her warning at the party, she's stuck to me like Velcro, demanding answers for the murder case, like I'm the damned Sheriff.
Cornering me during chem was her endgame, and in-between mixing substances, she made sure to reinforce her threat yet again.
“I'm telling you Ax, I genuinely think she's into me and—dude, are you even listening?” Lucas asks next to me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, buddy. I'm with you,” I mutter quickly, pulling my attention back to our conversation.
We head out of the hallways and make our way to the garage. Brown leaves crunch under our feet as we walk, the autumn breeze carrying the sweet scent of
