Phil’s POV
Attention.
I noticed the looks he got as he moved down the hallway, the way girls kept canoodling up to him, starting conversations, hoping to catch his eye—Theo is more popular than ever.
Diana was chatting him up, making him laugh earlier during lunch. Chelsea eyed him like a hawk from across the lunch room. Tania bumped into him “accidentally” on the way toward the next period, apologizing while touching his arm.
He’d have a girlfriend soon enough.
It’s only a matter of time, right?
I was spaced out wandering down the hallway to last period alone when a hand gripped the back of my neck, dragging me the opposite direction of my class. Startled, my eyes lanced to my assaulter to find familiar green eyes focused forward, dark hair kind of messy bu
