HAYDEN
The weekend seemed way longer without Coleen. It wasn’t like we were glued to each other’s sides every second on campus, but I’d gotten used to knowing she was there. Maybe I’d see her crossing the quad, hair whipping in the wind as she hurried to class.
Maybe I’d catch her in the athletic complex, teasing me with that little smirk she wore when she thought she had the upper hand. Even if we didn’t talk, just the chance of bumping into her was enough to keep the day from feeling empty.
Now she was miles away, at her dad’s house, and the silence felt heavier than it should.
Jason was gone, he’d gone home for the weekend. Logan was off somewhere with his cousins. I was left to my own devices, sprawled on the couch with hockey highlights running on the TV. I didn’t even see the pl
