Phoebe
“What’s going on, Tyra?”
Strangely, the room fell silent. I glanced at Finley, who only shrugged. Zion cleared his throat, but it was Adonis whose expression had changed. His face hardened, tension visible in every line.
I turned toward the door. The handle moved, and when it opened, it wasn’t Tyra standing there—it was Hayden… wearing a full-on Anakin Skywalker costume from his Jedi days in Star Wars. Zion burst into laughter as Hayden stepped into the room.
Okay, I had to agree with Zion on this one. Hayden looked ridiculous in that Jedi outfit. He walked stiffly toward me, completely ignoring Zion’s howling laughter. He only reacted to Adonis’ long exhale.
“I was invited by Phoebe, so quit looking at me like I’m a weirdo.”
“It’s not you, man. It’s the way you walk and how s
