Aspen
I haven’t had a pleasant week at Rucker High since River died, but this one really takes the s**t cake.
More than anything, I wish I could take back Sunday night. I never should have done it. If I hadn’t, Rick wouldn’t have developed this stupid new fixation with me, Trina wouldn’t have become even more jealous than she already was, and Josh…
Well, I don’t have a whole lot of sympathy for Josh, who forced me to give him a lap dance less than a week ago. But even he isn’t as bad as Rick.
I don’t say anything for the first few minutes of the drive. Cam isn’t driving to Blue’s just yet, I can tell. I don’t think he has a destination in mind at all.
“Do you know who it is?” he asks after a few minutes. “Which of them wants us to play their party?”
Of course, I do. Rick did a little
