"I'm not welcome there," I remind Milo, "They'll see my face and throw stones at me or whatever my b***h sister has ordered."
"Hide your face," he shrugs, "Put sunglasses on. We're not even going to get out of the van, we'll get some fast food and get out. "I swear, I don't want to be there for even five seconds more than we have to... unless you're ready for the challenge, which you're definitely not."
No. But I’m working on it. And an Alpha Luna wouldn’t be scared of anything.
"Alright," I nod with newfound confidence, "Let's go."
"We're an hour away," Gabriel murmurs, "And two and a half hours away from Hellington. So, we could just..."
"No way," I stop him, "I won't make you guys waste gas just because I'm scared of a little stoning. Let's just go to Garibaldi and I'll hide my fa
