Chapter Twenty Seven
After our time at the carnival, we decided to already go to school.
“I already had five missed calls from Cayden,” I told Travis. He was just starting the engine before he drove out of the carnival.
“We’re already late,” he commented. We were already thirty minutes late. We stayed for a few more minutes above the sky riding the Ferris wheel.
“Is it okay, tho?” I asked about us being late at the ball. This is my first ball here and I’m late. Ugh.
Travis nodded. “Of course it’s fine,” he said.
I sat straight and looked in front.
The drive to the school was short. We arrived there in two minutes. “We’re here,” Travis announced as if I couldn’t see that we were already at school. He took off his seatbelt.
“I know, Travis,” I told him. He lau
