Lanie
Raven’s question took me by surprise. Andrew had never called me his girlfriend, so I wasn’t about to go there. Luckily, the best answer was indirect.
“I’m speaking to you as someone who cares about you.” Leaving the desk, I settled in the chair next to her.
Raven studied me, the resistance in her face melting away. “Have you heard about Jason?”
I shook my head. “Should I have?”
She shrugged. “He’s just, like, really popular here.”
“Okay,” I encouraged with a nod. “What do you think of him?”
“I like him.” She twisted the end of her sweatshirt. “I mean, I did, until he had to go and be a total idiot.”
“Tell me the whole story.”
She eyed me. “Are you going to tell anyone?”
“I have to report the slap but nothing else.”
“Fine. So, here’s the thing… I liked Jason. You know, kin
