WILLOW
“Willow!” The best phrase to describe Jane Keller is “cunt licker.” She’s the kind of girl that would do anything to get in Tessa’s good graces. Rumor has it that she’s being in love with Tessa since freshman year. That’s got to be the reason why she’s so devoted to her.
If she’s trying to talk to me now, it’s only because of her best friend.
“Hold on,” she hurries towards us, sidestepping Aiden’s bike. She’s quite fast, considering she’s wearing six-inch heels on a hot summer afternoon.
“What is this about?” I ask, wishing I wasn’t wearing a helmet, so she can have a first-class view of my scowl.
“Sorry for stopping you two,” she puts on a good show, feigning regret. But she’s anything but. Her eyes are gleaming with curiosity as she openly stares at us. “It looks like you’r
