Slim
She glanced at me while I drove, a curious expression on her face as she stared intently.
"Hale," I said, stealing a quick glance at her, but she quickly looked away. I dropped Maya off at our house; she had another blind date tonight. She still held onto the hope that one of them would work out, even though I knew they never did. But she remained unfazed.
"Can you drop me off at school?" she asked, her desire to attend the game evident. I contemplated it, aware of the reason behind her request. It stirred up unfamiliar emotions within me, a tinge of anger that I ignored before nodding. The others would be there, anyway.
After a while, I pulled into the crowded school parking lot. My spot was always empty, untouched by others. Parking the car, I opened her door for her. She smiled
