Angelica’s POV
We arrived at my grandmother’s house and my stomach did a flip as we landed. The ride was too short, and I didn’t want it to end. The adrenaline and thrill of being high in the air, riding on the back of Archie was exhilarating. I guess that’s how athletes doing extreme sports feel every time they compete.
Casey was there the moment we landed, whisking me away to her bedroom. I sat down on her bed, folding a leg under me while she shut the door. The moment it was closed, she turned to stare at me; “So what’s going on between you and cute, cuter and drop-dead gorgeous?” she asked me, my face going bright red at the thought of everything that happened. How can I tell her what's going on? I don't even know myself.
“I don’t know” I answered honestly. Because honestly, I don’t
