Saturday could not have come any slower. I was listless, pacing around the house and in constant contact with either Noah, Aiden, or Clyde. They were just as wary of the plan as Dad was, but I managed to convince them it was our best shot. And so, nighttime fell as Dad drove me toward Ayersville High, with me unable to stop staring out the window.
“You gonna be okay?” he asked. “If you’re reconsidering this…”
I shook my head, focusing straight forward as another throb ran across my stitches.
We pulled up to the front parking, wanting my arrival to be as public as possible. Laura waved from the doors, excitedly chatting away as we entered the gym together.
“I-I’m actually excited to be at one of these, for once.” She beamed. “Of c-course, I’m always here for, um, Noah. But it’ll b-b
