I was walking down the hall on my way to art class when Jensen jogged up to me. He smiled as soon as he caught up.
“You’re still going to dinner tomorrow, right?” he asked.
“I plan on it.”
“Grayson is picking you up?”
I nodded. “At noon to be exact.”
“Perfect.”
“Why so early?”
“Our family likes to entertain.”
“Entertain?” I repeated.
“Yeah,” was his only response.
“Care to elaborate?”
Jensen shrugged. “My family likes to meet their guests and really get to know them. Dinner is pretty early anyways. They’re very interested in you.”
“Me?”
Jensen nodded but said nothing more.
We walked into art class and took our normal seats. I pulled out my sketch book from my backpack to resume working on my drawing from yesterday. Today, we were continuing to draw our favorite f
