Aurora D’Angelo / Isla Smith
“Dinner,” I said, looking around at my friends.
“Everyone?” Melody asked.
“He is inviting you girls,” I paused, “and his friends.”
“Please don’t tell me the blonde i***t will be joining us,” Melody stared in my direction.
I slowly nodded.
“You can skip it if you want to,” Arline suggested.
“And miss the opportunity to see if Ashton’s intentions with our girl are true?” Melody gasped.
“Never.”
My face glowed. Melody was my friend, and her opinion mattered to me. She was coming even when she hated Ashton’s friend.
“I never got why you hate him so much?” I asked Melody.
“No idea,” she said, giggling afterward.
I shook my head. That was not enough reason; in fact, it was no reason at all.
“What’s the plan?” Sage asked.
“He told me to mee
