Billie pov
I lay on my bed, unable to sleep after everything that had happened. A slow smile crept across my face as I remembered our drive home.
The drive with Nate and Ann was something I hadn’t expected from the new guy. He seemed genuinely kind and, of course, jovial. He had volunteered to drive us home and borrowed his brother's car, who had come to visit him. Nate had been ranting non-stop for what felt like an hour, which put Ann on edge. She hated how he was trying to be nice, even though she resented him; after all, she had been in the same position as him. But after he saved me from Blake, she had formed a good impression of him.
“Hey, girls, aren’t you some item?” he joked as he turned onto the bumpy road.
Ann smirked. I hardly ever saw her smirk, but I noticed it now as sh
