Hailey's POV
I moved my salad around with my fork, my chin on my palm and elbow propped up. My mind was undisturbed before this weekend, but now, a bevy of thoughts ran marathons in my head. I didn't want to go to school today.
"Hailey? Honey!" my mom called. She set my backpack in front of me. "Darling, what's wrong?" I wore a smile to not worry her and got up to throw my salad away.
"It's nothing. I was stressing about a today’s math test," I said. My mother smiled at me as I picked up my backpack, my mind drifting off again. She walked across the table and kissed my forehead.
"Is it that boy again? Ah, what's his name? Devin?" My heartbeat quickened.
"No mom," I fibbed.
"You don't have to lie to me, Hailey," she said and rubbed my back. "Dad's waiting outside." I gave her a quic
