Tate Highmore had to be the most frustrating man I had ever met in my entire life...other than my father I guess.
But Tate was so annoying! He’s sensitive and self centered! Like how could he make me missing my family and friends about him? I mean this journey wasn’t that fun. Ghosts tried to kill me, we had to jump in a volcano. There had been some weird s**t.
I walked with my arms crossed so Tate wouldn’t even be tempted to try to hold my hand. I was furious. Maybe I could talk to Chloey.
“Chlo?” I asked.
I waited, but received no response. She must be busy. Of course she was. She had her own life and responsibilities to worry about. I guess we all did. I had this journey, Chloey was holding down the fort at home and Joey was the danger we were all scared of.
We really did grow apa
